I don’t do “quickies.” With me, it’s always long and drawn out. And just when you think it’s over, it keeps. On. Going. A real slogfest.
Ladies?
Damn mate you’re a bull!
Fuck yes, you must use lots of cheese and double up on the pastry. I love it when every bite is so rich you have to take your time, even on one slice. God I want quiche so bad now.
If you ask my fiance, I’m literally this oblivious sometimes
I am too, I hope, otherwise it means my wife doesn’t want nor love me anymore.
.* searchs what’s a Quiche *
uhmmm yomi. (I still don’t know how to pronounce that)
With english logic it would be something like “Kish”, QU makes a K sound, CH is like SH in “short”, E is silent.
Keysh
English logic is nonexistent lol. We’re Dutch’s weird cousin who spent too long in France and wears a Latin trenchcoat.
This is why American (I’m sure Commonwealth countries too, not so sure about other Anglophones) children learn so many little rhymes and word games that make fun of how many exceptions there are to every rule.
Quiche is a French loanword which are always extra fucked.
Keesh
You have to go over and teach her to say it right.
Well it is hard on the outside, creamy on the inside and doesn’t need to go in the oven for a long…
Five years later I wake up screaming in the middle of the night after a dream gives me an epiphany
