A collection of Madge Madigan's column "Snap Out Of It!" from Rochester Woman Magazine. Thought provoking laughs on every subject from holidays to social media to dining to breasts.
WHO NEEDS TO READ ABOUT IT? NOW YOU CAN HAVE FIFTY SHADES OF GREY RIGHT IN YOUR VERY OWN KITCHEN!! STEAMY SCENARIOS! TORRID ROMANCE! AND GREAT RECIPES.... Christian Grey and Anastasia Steel didn't start anything new. Ever since Og and Ogette began flirting with one another across a steaming pot of mastodon stew, lovers have enjoyed sharing a romantic meal. Good food, love and laughter just naturally go together. And in this delightful book you have all the ingredients to take your love life to the next level. If-you-dare romantic scenarios and outstanding menus; recipes you'll still be using long after the candles have flickered out. Topped off nicely with a handy how-to-get-it-to-the-table-on-time Game Plan, even a complete Grocery Shopping list for each chapter. It's a perfect gift for you and your one true love. Take off all your clothes and enjoy. Just don't discuss it with your mother. Unless you think she'd like a copy.
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1890 edition. Excerpt: ... XX. The following morning at daybreak I took the mountain road, accompanied by Juan Angel, who was loaded down with presents sent by my mother to Luisa and the girls. Mayo followed us; his faithfulness was too much for his prudence, for he had received many injuries in expeditions of this sort, and was far too old to go upon them. Once across the bridge, we met Jose and his nephew Braulio, who were coming to find me. The former at once broached to me his plan for the hunt, which was to try for a shot at a famous jaguar of the neighborhood that had killed some of his lambs. He had followed the creature's trail, and had discovered one of his lairs at the head-waters of the river, more than half a league above his cabin. Juan Angel was in a cold sweat on hearing these details, and putting down on the fallen leaves the hamper which he was carrying, looked at us with staring eyes as if he were hearing of a plan to commit a murder. Jose" kept on talking of his scheme of attack: "You may cut off my cars if he gets away. Now we'll see if that boastful Lucas is only the braggart Ihcy say. Tibureio I'll answer for. Have you got large bullets?" "Yes," I replied, "and my long rifle." "This will be a great day for Braulio. He wants very much to sec you shoot, for I have told him that you and I consider shots very poor that do not hit a bear square between the eyes." He laughed boisterously, clapping his nephew on the shoulder. "Well, let's be off," he continued; "but let the boy carry this garden-stuff to the Senora, and I'll go back." He caught up Juan Angel's hamper, saying, "Are these sweetmeats that Maria is sending for her cousin?" "That's something my mother is sending Luisa." "But what can be the matter with the girl? I saw her go by yesterday...
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