Oh the horror of it all. Thousands of gourds plucked from the vine in their prime only to be carved and diced and made into pies, and Twinkies, and spice lattes, and tarts and front porch decorations. And all as a precursor to the turkey carnage that follows in November. You are all savages !!!
Oh the horror of it all. Thousands of gourds plucked from the vine in their prime only to be carved and diced and made into pies, and Twinkies, and spice lattes, and tarts and front porch decorations. And all as a precursor to the turkey carnage that follows in November. You are all savages !!!
When you’re a bloodatarian, you look at food very differently!