Day 182 366

With all the current outrage, this butter is now a collectors edition. Its like the JELLO package I have from the 1960’s. Next up, Aunt Jemima.

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Day 181 366

The last political hit piece of a book I read had me in stitches. Not so much because of the questionable truths laid out, but the shear volume of unchecked hyperbole. I expect nothing less from this one as well, and yet expect nothing from it all the same. It will be fun dissecting who…

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Day 178 366

I cannot remember how long I have been craving this wonderful poison. Frosted Mini-Wheats used to be my breakfast go-to. Sometimes I would spoil myself with some super buttery multi-grain toast to soak up the sugar milk concoction after the fact. Its been years since I had it last. I didn’t go quit full stupid…

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