dear a morning like this diary,
i used to get OFF on looking for eggs. my mom always did a ferocious job at hiding them too. the only thing i didn't like about finding them fuckers is having to eat them hard boiled bitches because no matter what you do to them- i still hate them. and she never would let us decorate the raw eggs- no matter how careful i promised to be. i still hate boiled eggs. ick. prolly cuz i get egg burps- not from eggs- but i just get them once in a while- when i eat a cream filled donut on the road- that'll do it, or if i go to bed super full on red meat- that will do it too. but i love red meat. man do i ever. it would suck to be a vegetarian. i couldn't do it. maybe for a day or a week in the summer when the sweet corn and tomatoes are done- but not in february, march, april, may, june, and january- and december, when there ain't shit to eat. what would a person eat those months? it is a question that i have often wondered. and what about shoes? would a true vegetarian wear leather shoes? i am glad i was raised meaty. my mom couldn't fry chicken- but my grandma sure made up for that shit. now i can fry a chicken- but i never could boil an egg worth a shit. but when i did boil an egg to hide them for my kids- we threw them fuckers OUT after they found them and ate the candy eggs. i'm sorry mom. i'm sorry to all the starving kids in bangladesh. i hate boiled eggs and my kids don't like them either.
i used to get OFF on looking for eggs. my mom always did a ferocious job at hiding them too. the only thing i didn't like about finding them fuckers is having to eat them hard boiled bitches because no matter what you do to them- i still hate them. and she never would let us decorate the raw eggs- no matter how careful i promised to be. i still hate boiled eggs. ick. prolly cuz i get egg burps- not from eggs- but i just get them once in a while- when i eat a cream filled donut on the road- that'll do it, or if i go to bed super full on red meat- that will do it too. but i love red meat. man do i ever. it would suck to be a vegetarian. i couldn't do it. maybe for a day or a week in the summer when the sweet corn and tomatoes are done- but not in february, march, april, may, june, and january- and december, when there ain't shit to eat. what would a person eat those months? it is a question that i have often wondered. and what about shoes? would a true vegetarian wear leather shoes? i am glad i was raised meaty. my mom couldn't fry chicken- but my grandma sure made up for that shit. now i can fry a chicken- but i never could boil an egg worth a shit. but when i did boil an egg to hide them for my kids- we threw them fuckers OUT after they found them and ate the candy eggs. i'm sorry mom. i'm sorry to all the starving kids in bangladesh. i hate boiled eggs and my kids don't like them either.
