elliot-wolf - March 1, 2018
Sweet mother of Pearl Madison Beer is about as fine as they come. I’m not sure if I’ll ever get enough of Madison. But what I am certain of is she’s one Beer I don’t mind the gamble of getting a hangover from. Having a case of Madison in the morning actually sounds pretty pleasant. She’s prettier than a stack of fluffy pancakes sitting next to a side of bacon and scrambled eggs. I bet she even smells better than that entire entree too. Which says a lot because nothing beats the smell of bacon in the morning.
I hope Madison does decide to take me up on my offer to cook breakfast for her. I can tell her how great she looks in her dress before the grits get finished cooking. I’d call her my honey butter biscuit because someone so sweet needs an appropriate name to match. A fine woman enjoying my fine early morning dining is something I wish I experienced everyday when I wake up. It would be absolutely ideal if Madison could escape from Beverly Hills, even if it were only for a day, to spend some time with me. I could guarantee it would be worth her while.
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