Daily diary of a desperate search for good food and service in Soho. (and personal stuff)
everything in this blog is my opinion
Oh lord. Mr. Winkle haunts my dreams.
Not to be a downer, but there is something very Jean-Benet about Mr. Winkle. Furthermore, he's stuffed. Sorry Hungry Girl. We'll find you some other way to be happy - maybe some kind of a pill.
fuck mr. winkle. get with this./Users/Acrit/Desktop/Pomeranian_picture.jpg
damn i wanted to send you a pic. i suck.http://www.grizzlyrun.com/Files/Images/Image_Gallery/Pomeranian_picture.jpg
notorius. please choose a day and time to take me to a fabulous lunch.thank you.
Go eat something and write about it!
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