After yesterday's mistakes and finding a bit of the wrath of God, I was sent to the corner as predicted by jadedj, and, as it turns out Walking Man must have gotten through with his prayer request. The tarts over at the Waiting on Jesus Towers were deeelicious but ended up being a bit of a last supper. Might have eaten more if I had know that, then.
Well there was this cheerful chap who lead us all in a sing along.
When eating tarts...variety, variety is the best of it. Big tarts, little tarts, dry tarts and juicy tarts, fruit tarts and tarts that make you toot tarts. The bright side of life is tarts at the Waiting on Jesus Towers. They may not be good for anything else but they sure can bake.
ReplyDeleteLove that movie. I have no idea what the rest of the post is about but that's OK, ignorance is bliss.
ReplyDeleteIt was great to see this on a muggy smoggy Sunday morning in Tartville. It made me smile because I LOVE this movie.
ReplyDeleteBlessed are the cheesemakers - bignose!
ReplyDeleteGood choice of film to appease the wrath of God.
ReplyDeleteLou, Lou, Lou...I love you!
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