Mamacita

I feel... bilingual.

I have gone around my house today saying things like,
"Soy caliente!"
"Me gusto those shoes. Mucho."
"Donde estan los pantalones?"
"Quiero que tu stop that right now."
"Tu eres un foxy mamacita, mama."
Who knows if that's right.
But I knew what I meant.
And my message was sent.
I'm not eating sweets for Lent.
I need to figure out how to pay rent.
Check out these caliente gents.

Caliente. Caliente. Caliente.

Plus. Peppers are deliciously deviously
devilishly
dazzlingly
dashingly
dreamily
divinely
dangerouslydelightful.
And they're so colorful.Yum.