So I thought I’d be celebrating my 250th recipe / catch-up this Thursday, so decided to accept the invite of my dear friend Peaches, who wanted to reconnect and help me celebrate.
It feels like only yesterday that I was getting berated by Kanye in honour of my 200th documented date – those were the days!
Obviously, Australian Survivor then opted to have a pointless twist take over an episode, delaying a boot and ruining my plans.
As you know, I’ve been crazy busy with my culinary, commiserations coverage of RuPaul’s Drag Race All Stars – condragulations
KatyaAlaska! – the marathon that is Australian Survivor and the OG with my main man Jiffy Pop, Survivor: Millennials vs. Gen X (aka the worst title in the history of the show), so it was up to my dear friend Peaches to give me the required respite to adequately celebrate my 250th249th catch-up with a low key, filthy party for two.
What says, in near-milestone speak, shake your tits /shake your dick?
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