Damn, you like to eat that guy, and now you like to eat Dad? You're a sick man.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
That is the scariest cereal box ever. I'll stick to dancing leprechauns, smiling suns, and huge talking birds for my cereal, thank you very much.
The people on that box look like they'd fit into a tampon commercial, ya know? Or maybe like a Summer's Eve commercial. They became magically happy after they got rid of the smell down there. God help me, I am babbling again.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
Goodbye food thread, I ruined it. I think the talk of nasty smelling women will make people turn away from posting what they ate.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
actually my friend (who is allergic to kashi) is seriously disturbed by that box also. in our sat review class last year there was a box of kashi on the desk "staring [her] down" it made her so uncomfortable that it had to be put away in a drawer.