Dear, Tumblrs. If You Have Asked A Question Or Commented On Something Of Mine And I Haven't Responded,

You both are absolutely disgusting.

Hey, it turns out zere's vone dog I'm not afraid of. Rolly, from 101 Dalmatians. I can relate to him. - Augustus

You can relate to a dog?

The most adorable thing in the world.

I'm not feeling so hot today so my Oompa Loompas decided to bring me hot chocolate and cookies in bed. And they've already started dinner. I really don't know what I would do without them! Fortunately, I don't have to find out.

Cocoa here!

So... Have you ever been outside while it was raining and just stood in the rain?

Ah...no. Rain makes you sticky and sick, why would you stand in it intentionally?

We might need to discuss a few of your life choices, Cocoa Bean.

Edward, stay out of this please. This is between me and the clown boy.

The shade you be throwing at Alice, Mike, and Augustus on here and the way you be responding to your dad in the comments be KILLING MEEEE LMFAO YALL FUNNY AF 😭😭😭😭

And when mad hatter was yelling at you and Edward through your asks and you were like "oh..." I died. And Some girl said you get her wet and your dad said he hope they ain't a minor, please come get your dad. It's the chaos for me 💀💀💀

You know what they say, if you don't like my shade then step out of my shadow. That Alice is something, though. A drunk. Hmph.

As for my dad, unfortunately there isn't much I can do to deter his behavior.

Homemade dinner guaranteed to taste better than ya mama's cookin'!

Indian style chicken and vegetable tray bake; sweet potatoes, courgettes, peppers, onions, cauliflower and fennel to start, tossed in oil, cumin and turmeric. Chicken pieces marinated in garlic, ginger, garam masala, homemade smoked chilli sauce, and lime juice. Roasted for 45 minutes then added broccoli, chopped garlic and tomatoes. Finished off for another 15 minutes and then served with a few dollops of raita (yogurt, mint, cucumber and coriander). And to wash it down, Verdi Spumante white sparkling wine, imported from Italy.

Look at those beautiful, bright colors. Those crisp veggies. That succulent, tender chicken.

Who said I can't hold it down in the kitchen? No one? Oh, I thought so. Ha.

I love your little lisp;

Its so cute!

I do NOT have a lisp.

And good morning. ☺️

I hope that you're still coming to the picnic this weekend?

But of course! I wouldn't miss it for the world, dear Edward. ☺️

Ooh, that reminds me! Do I need to bring anything? Cups, cake, drinks, chocolate?

I kinda already baked the cake, I hope you don't mind strawberry fudge whipple delight...topped with whipped cream, heh.

I hope I'm not bothering you I have a few questions?

1. What's your favorite color?

2. Chocolate or coffee?

3. Why are your eyes purple?

4. Can we see your bedroom? If you don't want us to that's okay lol

5. Have you ever thought about getting married and having kids?

You're not bothering me at all, it's no problem really.

1). My favorite color is either gold or burgundy. Pick either.

2). Chocolate, of course. Believe it or not, I'm not a huge fan of coffee. It stains your teeth and can give you bad breath and anxiety. I don't understand the obsession with it, but to each their own.

3.) My eyes are in fact not purple, they're brown. Rather than color, I believe the purple tint you're seeing is due to reflectiveness, depth and dimension. All that science-y stuff. That's been a topic of confusion for quite some time.

4). I'll have to think about it. I'm not very fond of my privacy being invaded.

5). No, I've never thought about it. The Buckets are like family and my Oompa Loompas are like my children, honestly. I don't think I need anything more than that. I'm very content with the way things are now here at the factory. ☺️

I'm becoming a bit overwhelmed with the notifications I'm receiving. My asks are totally backed up too. They just don't stop, ha. I'm gonna take a break and check on my Oompa Loompas. Heh...'kay bye.

You so damn fine to me, lord have mercy

Please Mrs. Beauregard, you're married!