19.4.07

Hollandaise is the Food of Love

I love food. I love it more than I should. It's not a minor fling. It's not infatuation. It's true love. And not only do I love food. It loves me back. Know how I can tell? Because it stays with me - on my thighs and ass. And as much as I don't love that it's so clingy, I still love it and will never give it up. Not as long as butter and hollandaise exist, anyway.

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