Cucumbers: Who’s Your God.
The “fix” of today’s meal:
in memoriam of rum’s theory (the series)
(add an appl)e
whatever mayo is around as cited: IT? glares? at you, to improve the “trash” that must turn into food for you
and the cited: red sauce with a tad spice to it,
can’t use the salt the glaring is too dangerous
and spill a bit of milk.
There’s the picture.
enjoy, the consumption to not being: starved any longer: nearly it’s been 20 hours since I’ve eaten.
Can’t touch food, can’t touch food, can’t touch food, can’t touch food.
(and as can be see’n can’t touch silverware, can’t touch silverware, can’t touch silverware)