Gave myself a bit of a fright tonight. As I was going out the door about 45 minutes ago I noticed a light on in my sons bedroom closet. I stood there thinking I turned it off a couple of nights before, why and how is it on - it took me quite a few moments to remember my son was home for a while this morning (at dads for this week). Anyway that horrible feeling you give yourself is not pleasent and so real and frightful.
If fat means flavour then I'm ******* delicious!