uncle benny’s dinner at the giants game: two hot dogs, plain. it’s genetic, apparently.
Plain Please
lemonade. with ice. no straw. (third and final attempt, i promise.) that last post really shook me up.
after the breaking news
- leslie: look what's inside!
- bbg: gross, what is it?!
- leslie: blue cheese
- bbg: sick! i hate blue cheese.
- leslie: really?
- bbg: well, i never tasted it, but whatever.
the jumping off point
- leslie: also, i made a tumblr for bri
- matt: ha does he tumbl to it?
- leslie: ya he posts mouthwatering pics of everything you can order plain
