Three
… and no more than.
As AL–of whom (all things considered) it might well be thought a wee bit ballsy to be throwing around the culinary references–put it: “The toothpick came out clean.” The lungs, it seems, are rarin’ for airin’.
Monday at the latest it is. Now the goal for the weekend becomes surviving this heat. No dehydration-induced labor, please.
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