My basic fashion statement may be "Leave me alone," but I've been a nurse for too long to ignore hygiene, and my mother was a stickler about etiquette.
I like PBJs for breakfast, so I guess it would be little tiny bread-shaped things flavored like peanut butter and jelly and called (surprise surprise) PBJs.
Yeah, I'm not giving out ages, but mine was 6 years older than I am now when she died, and I ran her through some shit when I was young, so the least I can do is get her some flowers.
I freely admit that I am old and crotchety - maybe you young'uns like it - but that autoplay thing is driving me around the bend. Is there a way that it can be burnt with fire and its ashes scattered at a crossroads? Or maybe just disable it?