“Pizza sized pancak that warm my heart on a cold spring morning. Food was fire. However, the soundtrack to our breakfast was nothing but abrasive to the vibes. Stick to one genre, read the room at 8am. Maybe hair metal blasting over the speakers isn’t the move.“
“Pizza sized pancak that warm my heart on a cold spring morning. Food was fire. However, the soundtrack to our breakfast was nothing but abrasive to the vibes. Stick to one genre, read the room at 8am. Maybe hair metal blasting over the speakers isn’t the move.“