You were in my house
And you lived in my fridge
And in my cupboards
And on my shelves
And I ate you.
Then I went healthy
And I cleared you out of my fridge
And out of my cupboards
And off my shelves
And I threw you away.
Then I stopped being healthy
And I looked for you in my fridge
And in my cupboards
And on my shelves
And you weren't there.
Woe.
Woe.
Woe.
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3 comments:
Balance, balance, balance, some crap, some good, embrace all the food groups.
LAD
that is why you should never throw it away, but seal it up in a large plastic tub, ready for when the Healthy Fairy seems too friggin nice and twerpy and you evoke the snarly, salty, sugarcrusted Living on the Edge of Heart Attack Fairy and must offer sacrifices to it in the form of Tim Tams and Doritos.
Now I want Tim Tams and Doritos. And I don't even *like* Tim Tams.
Should I be concerned about your casual use of the phrase "large plastic tub" in relation to junk food?
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