Ecstasy

so yeah, I'm making sandwiches. with peanut butter. skippy the squirrel peanut butter. skippy is grasping his left nut, with his legs crossed, and he looks way, way too happy. like a eunuch not currently going through a bout of eunuch depression.

now, for the bread. cheap-ass multigrain, toasted.

fuck you mr. toaster. burning the edges of my bread, like the ass of an appliance you are. why can't we all just get along? why?

now, for the filling. mmmm, that's good. am big chunk of toblerone, smashed up, placed between the peanut butter and the toast, then microwaved for 30 seconds so it's all hot and gooey in my mouth.

ooh, and what is that smell? it smells goooood.

Macintosh.

remember everybody, blogs are just the written form of masturbation, and this is just the logical extreme.mmm yeah.

update: jasmine, someday this could be yours.

posted by Murray @ 10:28 AM