Standing the heat…I’ve been staying in the kitchen. Yes, connotatively and denotatively. Ahaks! I was going to make Rosemary Chicken, but as I was literally stabbing her on the breasts (yes, she has three beautiful and yummy breasts), I realized that my jarred Rosemary McCormick was already on her way to the Land of The Tsars. All I had left was the lemon-pepper mix and a new square no-lid skillet.
So it wasn’t going to be Married or Merried with Rose. And so…the Johnsons had to be just contented with Roslaimi Chicken – not Rosemary Chicken, I was afraid. Thus, with three knife-stabbed breasts, frozen Emborg spinach blanched in coconut milk and skillet-roasted potatoes and carrot…we paused before we poured the gravy and so we said our grace at supper.
Pour the grace on us, Lord, as we pray that not one too many a child goes to bed hungry and cold tonight. Not in Gaza, not in Rwanda, not in Bolivia, not in Nako Nambua.
Amin or Amen.
However one spells it.
However one spells it.
*Yes. Stabbing was very much needed for those not-fully-thawed-out breasts, as I also discovered that MC “Tenderizing” Hammer has all this while had an affair with Rosemary McCormick and joined her on the Transiberian Cargo.
Questa è Enida 
Lish:
Cek tauuu, cek tauuu! Memang cek dah peghenah pegi pon pada taun 84 kemaghein. Oghang kat Nako Nambua sebut pekataan LEMBU tu LEMMU. (Silent [b] just like in the word CLIMBING yang disebut seperti CLIMING.)
Tu laa yang cek tak buleh lupaaa kat orang Nako Nambua tu sampai la.
Hello, hello, calling Nako Nambua. Come in Nako Nambua. Over!
Nako Nambua jangan main main okkkk
dekat ngan tanah tumpah darah cek tauuuu