I Never Made a Scene

I had this big crisis the other day. Oh, I will tell you about it. I was watching Sex and the City the other night, when I became afflicted with the problem or “big crisis”. They were eating Oreos and I was like ….me want cookie. I had none, I wanted some. So I told my mother I had a craving and asked her to pick me up some the next day. However she forgot and I was doomed. Don’t get alarmed yet, I went to the gym later that day and stopped at Macs to get some oreos, but they had none, zip, notta-one, jerks, and I didn't want to back track to Chudds. So the next day while grocery shopping at iga I was able to choose from a selection of oreos, I thought I’d do myself some good and get the 30% less fat per 2 cookies. BAD CHOICE. Not up to my level of needed satisfaction. Healthy choice in junk food is never better. (Only better health wise.) …It’s like drinking actual “iced” tea rather than the good shit made from powder ...not the same. So the very next day I busted in through iga doors again pulled out a couple of moves and got the good shit, the Double Stuf, oh yeah. Sigh, now I go to eat them with, nay Paralyzer, but milk, my choice of 1 or 2 %. It’s like a treat to have the slightly thicker, creamier 2%. Droool.

You got the right stuff, baby.

Love the way you turn me on.

Brandon kind of sucks. I’m here pour le weekend. At least there’s a pool and hot tub, but it's prob full of piss.
Oh, and case you guys haven’t been reading lately I will repeat there it a new Salad fingers, as well as the latest model. (At least one of us updates, scoff)
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