April 22, 2011

center lane

dear kong hour at the whore house diary,

with everyone chewing so diligently, it is hard to distract them from their carnal duties. even the trigger words wont do it. it's like there is a race or some marathon- a chew fest- going on RIGHT NOW. i cant chew that hard on anything- it makes my ears ache. i used to love saltwater taffy too. oh my gawd- the peppermint kind. fuck me running. i'd eat some now- if it was soft. i want something to eat- but i dunno what. i'm hungry. kinda craving gravy. i love gravy. i dunno why either. i don't care about the mashed potatoes- just give me a damned spoon. some folks don't even like gravy- i think it depends on what area of the country you're from. people out west turn their nose up to gravy- but on the east coast- they'll make the shit out of bacon grease- and that's just nasty- iffin you ask me- but again, nobody ever does- and that's fine.