The missus is always actually trying to get me to chuck my job and open a cafe with fresh baked stuff. Much was I all tempted I am also far too scared to try that malarkey!
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The missus is always actually trying to get me to chuck my job and open a cafe with fresh baked stuff. Much was I all tempted I am also far too scared to try that malarkey!
Is it the fiscal risk, or the danger of that woman with fearsome claws?
The fiscal! I am terrified of losing my bacon and being out on the street!
If you raise pigs, you will always bring home the bacon.
Then maybe I should start buying pigs!