Eating me up
Jun 28, 2021
2 minutes
The answer is long, overblown and ultimately unrevealing – exactly the kind of tepid conversation you get at real dinner parties. Literally nobody cares that you’d have Marilyn Monroe, Einstein, Gandhi, RuPaul and Brian Blessed round for lasagne, and anyway, they’d probably all sit there seething and wishing you’d
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