Being such an acerbic person
Allowed him to eat through most of the resistance he encountered
So it surprised him when she neutralized him so easily
Eventually, he found out the reason was she was caustic
Being such an acerbic person
Allowed him to eat through most of the resistance he encountered
So it surprised him when she neutralized him so easily
Eventually, he found out the reason was she was caustic
Perhaps there is another way to do this
Let me give you something as a reward for making this happen
Everyone deserves a second chance, right?
And what if it was your mother who was in my situation?
Don’t make me eat pineapple on my pizza! I ordered it by mistake!
(FYI I love pineapple on my pizza.)
Can you make me something to eat?
Only I need it to be dairy free, soy free, and gluten free
Oh, and I can’t have coconut or almond
Know what, I will stick to a glass of water.
Keeping with the weird down under thing
In comes a fruit with hair that tastes kind of like a strawberry with a tropical twist
With a skin that could use a bit of a shave, while that isn’t too freaky
It was the fact you can eat the hairy part that made me shudder
Don’t tell me what to eat.
I listen to what my body needs.
Everything in there is a well-oiled machine.
That’s the reason I consume all the French fries I can.
“Exactly what do you want for dinner?”
“Anything that is edible.”
“That means you don’t want me to cook.”
While being gluten free was not the lifestyle she wanted
Her choices were that or get sick as her body destroyed itself
Eventually she would get used to the changes in her diet
And find awesome alternatives to those things she loved to eat
The smell of fresh baked bread would always bring a tear to her eye
Can’t believe that gross internet myth
Really? You’ll eat a dozen spiders as you sleep over your lifetime?
And to disprove this point I set up a video camera to record me sleeping
Watching the video, and we can see here that…wait, four, five, what the!!!!!!
Love of all that is holy! I’m going to be…
.Justice in this place seems to be defined by who can eat whom
Under the veneer of what some call civilization
Now I know how to fight to get what is mine
Given that we could just clearcut this place and set up something better
Looks like we are stuck in this humid hell at each other’s throats
Even as we all sing, “Welcome to the …”
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Perhaps being irrational is just my style
I keep going around and around
Didn’t stop slicing it into pieces
As I stuff as much into my face
You mean it’s a number? Eat my shorts!
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