Fingers Quote by Brigid Berlin

“I've never been a pizza eater. I don't like to hold it and fold it and always burn the roof of my mouth. I hate having greasy fingers.” quote by Brigid Berlin — Download Open image

“I've never been a pizza eater. I don't like to hold it and fold it and always burn the roof of my mouth. I hate having greasy fingers.”

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