She, she...had a gun....and and and...then..then she made me do it. She...she put that...that thing....in my hand. And...and then she told me to use it!!! Oh God....so I did....she...she told me to......churn butter....so I did!!! I churned butter!!
You’re right, I don’t think we could. Let’s stick to the 3 glass maximum wine and discussing how bees are dying at an alarming rate! Butter to dangerous cos carbs.