“Can I, can I?”
Louise leaned so much in against Ben that also he was leaning towards another sheep.
“Jomo, Jomo, Potamotrygorgeous picked me!”
“Potamotrygorgeous, you sure?”
“I am so excited!”
Ehm.. sweetie.. only grown ups are allowed to eat Mama Mia’s.
“Noooo, mäh, MAAAAAAAAAAAAH. I want Mähmäh Miaaaaaa.”
“Hey you. Stop this affectation. We didn’t mean you are not grown up, we meant grown up humans can eat Mama Mia’s. You are a grown sheep for sure, but you have so much nicer things to snack on, believe me.”
“I think I am headed towards a great weekend indeed.”
“I am so excited, that I am filled with butterflies and smiles and hopes and a lot of good energy.. total sum is 457 grams of goodness.”
Louise helped making the bottom, from rye bread and dates. Just rye bread and dates. Just that. Simple.
And if you are not good with a spoon, you just use your hoofs to tamp.
Now we make the filling, will you help with getting it out of the cup?
A little cheese spread, and yeah a little advertising for the soy protein from Body&Fit.
“Or should we say strawmährries?”
“I remember all the cooking incidents, Potamotrygorgeous. You mind handling those red fruity thingies? Because I like my white fur to remain white.”
“Yeah, this is what I meant.”
Louise helps Potamotrygorgeous.
Potamotrygorgeous helps Louise.
Strawberries vs strawmährries.
“Hmm.. I am beginning to understand..”
“Where this is going to..”