Interestingly, I KNOW a vindictive female went at me through my cooking this morning.
Strangely, how do THEY know that in america, a woman of any KIND of african descent doesn’t mess with food on that level. You NEVER mess with another woman’s cooking.
Suddenly, I find myself throwing simple tomato’s on toast away.
To be honest, if she dies, I’ll have no qualms about it.
It was worse than food at county, and all I did was write her name on a piece of paper.