happy belated birthday, goose! it would have been on time but with the frequency with which *I* blog...well, you know.

i'm going to be evil...when discussing our meal options for new year's eve, tavie suggested, in honor of goose's birthday, that we (not including myself for obvious reasons) partake in roast *goose*..........roast GOOSE!!!!!! she tried to defend this by explaining that it would be an homage of sorts. i think she confused the words homage with effigy.

plus, all the goils here would look at their vaginas in a mirror...if given the time...and mirror............and an assload of alcohol.

a bad case of verbal diarrhea from Cheryl 11:39