I just finished eating a salad for second breakfast that was so fucking boring it should have killed itself. Or been a guest on The View.
I am about to start this stupid “cleanse” which essentially means a liquid diet. Given how much I LOVE food, would marry food, would have a skanky one night stand with food, this might be difficult. However, beer and wine are liquids and I have always had difficulty following a recipe, or rules for that matter, so we’ll see.
Steve- we’re walking to Dairy Queen for dinner and I’m having a double fucking flamethrower. And fries.