I am a 13 year old boy trapped in a 23 year old woman's body. ::giggles::
Bratwurst anyone? I don't why I wanted to post that... except that maybe it's slightly preposterous and pathetically sad at the same time. Naturally not owning one and not knowing how long the sausages in Germany are cut. Yes. My mind is in the gutter. Blame it on mid-cycling cramp blah and wanting/hating the onset of Aunt Flo... which is late Grrr.