My dad baffles me sometimes even over things I already knew.
Like, I already knew he was an amazing Italian cook, but biting into this microwaved pasta and meatballs leftover from Wednesday night is like having a coming-to-Jesus moment.
In the wise words of Iggy Azalea:
“Praise Jesus, hallelujah!”
Get’cha some, girl.
–> PB
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