cheese of the devil type not in my fridge

I think if those aboriginal tribes are right and a picture steals a small part of your soul then I would be dead by now. Or maybe this is how it feels to have no soul, with the whole emptiness inside thing. Weird? But, that still does not answer the question. How many abidiginals do you see modeling? Hmm, I wonder? Oh well, I still have to figure out how many chickens you can count before your eggs hatch and you get across the road. And I don't even eat eggs, so that is gonna be hard. Dang. Maybe I should move on to others proverbs more friendly to my lifestyle. Like how does the raven fly? As the bee or a lower case i? I enjoy side projects. They sometimes are more interesting than the original side. A side of bacon? No thanks, I don't eat meat. But, I would love a side of fruit. Oh, you only have grapes? That's okay. Why is it that every fucking Denny's only has grapes no matter what time of year it is? Why can't they just put on the menu "Side of Grapes" instead of "Fruit?" That will just make it easier and there will be no more disappointment when you are thinking you are getting a whole bunch of fruit when you are in fact only going to get a side of grapes. This way you'll know that it's just grapes you're getting and you'll be okay with that since that is what you read on the menu. Is it that fucking hard? Dang nab it. It's not like the cooks are trying to fight off zombies while they're in there. Or are they? Man, could you believe it if they were? Holy shit I'm full of questions. If they were then we as a people owe them an immense debt of gratitude. For they are the front line on an impossible battlefield made from movies and LSD trips. Thanks god. You're always there watching and not intervening just like anybody else could do. Nice. If you had two extra hands could you have birds worth more than two in a bush? If you want your reputation to be spotless then don't fuck people besides your husband. Just do it and not care what other people think if that is how you wanna live your life. You are a grown ass adult after all. I find it funny how many people I know can't seem to live their lives as they see fit without approval from others even though they are fully grown and formed human beings now with brains they know how to use. Like their parents can't know they smoke cigarettes. If you are that ashamed of them finding out maybe it is something you shouldn't be doing in the first place? Or maybe you should just be an adult and smoke if you feel like it? Or thirdly, you could be really mad at me for butting in with my opinion of your life? Don't worry, the only reason these thoughts come to my head are because of the emotion in my heart known as love I have for you. So, you can't get mad asshole. Hahahahaha!!!!! I made a personal reference that no one, but three people are gonna get in a blog I publish on the internet!!!!!!! Good for me. Maybe I should just ride the bus and make out with my imaginary girlfriend freaking out complete strangers and then when they ask me what's going on I'll tell them to mind their own business you fucking sick fucking bastard. Ha ha, I can't tell you're probably adopted because you're butting into others personal and private intimacies since you were never able to form appropriate relationships as a child growing up bouncing from foster home to foster home because you are such a horrid human being and no one could never want to raise you. Yeah for long insulting sentences pointed at no one in particular especially anyone actually reading this blog. Well, I don't know where this was suppose to go, but it went somewhere. Stay classy...planet earth.