Take a long walk off the shortest pier you can find
My whole house smells like chicken fat and it's making me sick. So sick, in fact, that I can't even eat my daily oatmeal supper. Or maybe that has something to do with the EIGHTFUCKINGHUNDRED calorie muffin I was forced to eat at lunch. 800 calories and 48 grams of fat. Fucking sick. How can they take all the pop out of the cafeteria because people are too fat, and still sell those nasty, overprocessed muffins that have the caloric equivelent of two and a half healthy meals? If you're going to try and fucking control our lives, at least do it well. I wish I hadn't thrown away the wrapper. I'd show everyone. I'd rant. I'd rave. I'd start a revolution.
I've never been this angry about a muffin before.
I've never been this angry about a muffin before.