Showing posts with label charcuterie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label charcuterie. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

i don't get it, charcuterie.


i really, really need you to not stand right there because you're definitely standing way too close. you aren't just in my comfort zone, but you are actually setting up camp within my comfort zone. like, with a sleeping bag and baked beans and a guitar and campfire songs. i hate it.