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Re: YOU! YOU BETTER NOT BE SOBER, pt B
Lupercal:
Why the fuck did Ezra Pound do a really long
Haiku that wasn't real?
Kind of afraid because I
referred to it as
a haiku in my essay.
Adolphe Cointreau, I owe you a good night out my son.
Zingoleb:
I don't notice tastes! Seriously, growing up dirt poor means you eat whatever you get and damn the taste of it.
Hopefully today I'll go back to not noticing the difference; I liked being happy with whatever I got.
Carl-E:
No, no - cherish the difference. Things like margarine taste fine. But now, whenever you get some butter, you'll know you're in for some ecstatic tastebuds!
Zingoleb:
Except it didn't taste fine, it tasted gross and weird and not real, and butter was heavenly, and well I mean, goddamn, heavenly is wonderful and all but I don't really know when I'll get butter and when I'll get not-butter and I'd rather not have to be picky again? ramblerambleramble
Toba:
--- Quote from: Zingoleb on 09 Mar 2012, 16:35 ---Except it didn't taste fine, it tasted gross and weird and not real, and butter was heavenly, and well I mean, goddamn, heavenly is wonderful and all but I don't really know when I'll get butter and when I'll get not-butter and I'd rather not have to be picky again? ramblerambleramble
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FYI, not all butter is created equal either. Get yourself some Kerrygold and ruin your expectations.
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