No matter what, no matter where I am, there is one song that will always remind me of Harlaxton. Just one song that brings back all the wonderful memories, the trips where we traipsed across England and Europe, all of the crazy times we had. Within the first few notes, I’m transported right back to Harlaxton and that wonderful manor.
And it goes like this:
YOU WANT THE MOVES LIKE JAGGER
I’VE GOT THE MOVES LIKE JAGGER
I’VE GOT THE MOOOOOOOVES LIKE JAGGER
guys…guys…please?
actually though. Can this be a thing?
I seriously want to do this so bad.
(Source: halliebadger)
awkwardorpheus replied to your post: In the not too distant future, roving bands of rebel biker bakers prowl the highways selling their baked confections from their motorcycles and automobiles, would you rather be the terrified townsfolk or one of these rebellious biker bakers?
Oh my good God Susanne. I love you.
Asked by awkwardorpheus
I would start off as a normal girl, baking and writing novels like all the other townsfolk, but then those rebel biker bakers would ride into town all sexy-like and there would be one named Joel who caught my eye. So I would whip up a batch of my famous chocolate eclairs and win my way into their rebel biker baker gang and turn on my townspeople and ride off into the sunset with rebel biker baker Joel. :D