FREEEEDOM

Or at least a free sandwich and pastry. There was a free sandwich in my mouth not ten minutes ago. A sandwich of bacon, tomatoes, spinach, cheddar, and mayo.

I started a new job today and I was able to get the sandwich from them. It was left over. I ate it! I also ate a ham and swiss croissant, which was delicious. I also got it for free from this new job. They told me I could eat whatever I wanted.

Pig and cheese go well together LOLOLOL. I know someone A CONTRIBUTOR TO THIS BLOG who would never never eat pig, let alone with cheese on it! BAHHHHHHH!

BUT WOULD YOU EAT A PIG MADE OF CHEESE?!?!

Would you bite the nose off of this bitch?

I know you would. There is nothing wrong with pretending to eat a pig covered in cheese when in reality it is just a pig made of cheese.

This cheesy piggy nutrition was vital.

I woke up with a bumping skull because I was too Belgian last night.

I went out to a place that one might call the uncoordinated abbot.

I drank some fiery vinegar, red red juice.

I drank some Pliny The Elder.

I drank ancient Aztec recipes recreated from the dirt.

Words came from my mouth all night.

Water went into my mouth for most of the night.

The sleep was delightful. Drool sustained my mouth through the night.

Now my mouth is at a loss. Words flow from the fingers now. Not from the mouth.

Freedom will continue to pour into my mouth in the form of croissants, pies, sandwiches, ice creams. All that good shit that will make me into the fat boy I want to be.