The Catholique (or General) Epistle of the Apostle JUDAS

In the early weeks after my daughter was born, each morning I would nurse her while my husband, the “seagan” (vegan, eats seafood), went outside and gathered dozens of containers filled with food from our doorstep.

Now that I am exercising regularly, I can pig out without blimping out.

One time, this Mexican dude called me a cool arrow! Ain't that something?