(ich bin ja man nicht vollkatholisch aber genug um 40 Tage alles aufzugeben was Spass macht, Alkohol, Schokolade und Kaese...ahhhhh keine Pizza)
Wednesday
Lent, day seven.
On our way to Vail, way up there in the Rocky Mountains, just passed the Sierras...now I am obsessed with the option off Clem force feeding me a chocolate Truffel when things get bad...she said it in an interview when asked about this catholic bassgirls withdrawl from earthly pleasures for 40 days, hmmm what can I do to make her...hmmm...oh I know tickle her...nah, she'll just punch me like usual. (Well she is the one right now still having yellow spots on the forehead from the Barney Rubble, I swear I didn't hit her, she did)
