When you’re on the grift in Provo with bananas and some kitchen staples.
DD and friend bought this bread to support a women’s center; I don’t think anything feels more redemptive than knowing how holy this shitty bread is.
When you’re on the grift in Provo with bananas and some kitchen staples.
DD and friend bought this bread to support a women’s center; I don’t think anything feels more redemptive than knowing how holy this shitty bread is.
