What does Nelly hate?
I would just like to pose my complete and utter hatred of any and all forms of screws, nails, nuts, bolts, washers, and anchors.
And sockets. But that's totally different.
That is all.
Ok, I lied. I hate pesto too. And insomnia. And Eric Roberts.
But mostly pesto.
Maybe if I look at the pesto long enough, and repeat the name of it over and and over again, I'll disorient myself, and I won't see it as pesto anymore, since the word itself will start to sound strange and alien to me, maybe then I'll finally learn to like the key ingredient that so many before me have loved and enjoyed through a simple shifting of my own personal philosophy.
Or maybe I just really hate pesto.
The world may never know.
And sockets. But that's totally different.
That is all.
Ok, I lied. I hate pesto too. And insomnia. And Eric Roberts.
But mostly pesto.
Maybe if I look at the pesto long enough, and repeat the name of it over and and over again, I'll disorient myself, and I won't see it as pesto anymore, since the word itself will start to sound strange and alien to me, maybe then I'll finally learn to like the key ingredient that so many before me have loved and enjoyed through a simple shifting of my own personal philosophy.
Or maybe I just really hate pesto.
The world may never know.