Holler.

The musings of a loud, foul mouthed yet incredibly charming Diva. You'll find discussions of food, wine, pop culture, beauty products and my charming boyfriend/husband with a super-sized side of sass.

Posted 1 year ago

I’m in the kitchen making Mike a birthday breakfast and he’s all up in my cheetos doing his “sexy” dance.

Me: GET OFF. You smell like morning funk.

So he continues and rubs his armpit on me.

The fuck.