Oh yes. The annual- “the whole school will smell like rank vagina” fest. I went to Catholic school for 14 years. It always smelled like fried fish on Monday morning bc they didn’t do a good job cleaning out the friers on Friday evening. Then my all girls historic high school- with chronic pluming issues – would serve tuna every Friday. I’m 32 and still can not eat fried fish. I swear it’s my stomach fighting back all the years of guilt and other bull na na. I make it a point now to have pepperoni pizza on Friday since that was a no, no for so many years. I can eat a *fresh* can tuna sandwich.
Did you post the wrong picture?
“If your mom lied about being a virgin birth, clap your hands…”
I once ate a sandwich ***this*** big
Oh yes. The annual- “the whole school will smell like rank vagina” fest. I went to Catholic school for 14 years. It always smelled like fried fish on Monday morning bc they didn’t do a good job cleaning out the friers on Friday evening. Then my all girls historic high school- with chronic pluming issues – would serve tuna every Friday. I’m 32 and still can not eat fried fish. I swear it’s my stomach fighting back all the years of guilt and other bull na na. I make it a point now to have pepperoni pizza on Friday since that was a no, no for so many years. I can eat a *fresh* can tuna sandwich.
This made me laugh out loud.Thanks.
Forgive my lack of imagination – but need explanation
His posing measuring size of fish is a fun part?