YoYogurt

  Becky's throat was hurting from the H1N5/A Epsilon, so I went to YoYogurt and got her some "white chocolate".  I drove the Sky that'd been sitting for the last few months in storage.  She started right-up, which was nice.  I also had a large cup of gay.  A small, hair-teased gay tallied me up, and it felt funny on the inside.  New flavor?  Gay.

Gay, I say!