While fixing my second cup of coffee I got to listen in on my apartment mate's internal monologue. Which, in the safety of our apartment, away from prying ears, tends to be external.
"And so the potato people were very grateful for the nice warm wash they were receiving. So nice, so very very nice.....
Then one of them warned the others "we're all going to die!"
And some of them began to weep."
My apartment mate sought to reassure them, saying "no no little potato people, what makes you say that?"
"You're only washing us so you can cook us!"
"Noooo, would I do that?"
"There's pot of water on the stove already!"
"Don't worry, we humans love potatoes."
"Stop trying to seduce me!"
I fear that the potato person is right; they are all going to die. Their short promising lives will be brutally ended, it is their fate to become mash.
One of them had hopes of becoming an artist, perhaps, another one wanted to be an engineer. But nope.
How very sad.
Thanksgiving is the most vicious time of year.
Especially for "edible-Americans".
Let us weep for them.
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Do you have an account on the forum smokingfeelsgood.com? I get a sense that you'd enjoy it there, and find some like-minded people.
Thanks, I'll check it out.
Did you enjoy it?
Naah. It's mostly for cigarette addicts.
What do you have against them? You were praising Turkish and Russian cigarettes in a post just a few days ago.
I am not a cigarette smoker. Nor interested in their overly addictive thoughts.
As an illustrative example, one can be a pervert without being a sex addict.
Do you have any addictions at all?
Of course I do.
Caffeine, as a major addiction.
Chilies and/or hot condiments with every meal.
And without the comfort of a pipe or two each day, I would probably be grumpier.
Rather than evincing my normally sunny personality.
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