RANDY LIKE A BOX OF RABBITS

Yesterday afternoon RS and I watched a woman bake a loaf of walnut cranberry bread on PBS. Okay, so I was high, but it was far more erotic and fun to watch than that silly waste o’ money skin flick I rented the night before. And the cook on the program kept using words like “moist” and “firm” and “spank.” No, she actually didn't say spank, but that's what she was doing.

Oh, you naughty, naughty lump of dough.