Wendy: “The mini York Peppermint Patty may now be my favorite candy.”
Than making Wendle laugh?
This one will be next year’s Christmas card…if Wendy doesn’t get us killed, stopping in the middle of the AlCan like this.
So often, I don’t need my reproductively harmful asbestos gloves. I just warm my hands on the heat of Wendy’s rage.
She’s terrifying, I tell you.