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bynicksmix, January 3, 2007
Pudding,
If there was one thing I would say to you, it would incorporate the words "I" and "love" and "rice" and "pudding".
Pudding, you are too good, and you know it. Stop being so full of yourself. You aren't fooling anyone in that generic themed plastic you call a container.
One of these days someone's going to pry the lid off your exterior and expose your creamy sumptuous innards for what they really are: creamy, sumptuous innards.
I eat thee with a spoon.
If there was one thing I would say to you, it would incorporate the words "I" and "love" and "rice" and "pudding".
Pudding, you are too good, and you know it. Stop being so full of yourself. You aren't fooling anyone in that generic themed plastic you call a container.
One of these days someone's going to pry the lid off your exterior and expose your creamy sumptuous innards for what they really are: creamy, sumptuous innards.
I eat thee with a spoon.
bynicksmix, January 3, 2007
I am partial to hummus, home or factory made, that utilizes tahini as one of it's ingredients. Otherwise, hummus can taste like nothing more than mashed up chic peas with a hint of preservatives.
This is the sort of hummus that TJ's wants to peddle upon it's consumers. However, many a consumer is oblivious to there being a better hummus out there... a hummus with tahini in it.
I for one am not one of those customers. I say here and now, that I do not love this hummus, but I accept it. I accept it for what it is, but I dream for what it could be.
My tip? Impress your friends. Try the new Hummus Tahini instead.
This is the sort of hummus that TJ's wants to peddle upon it's consumers. However, many a consumer is oblivious to there being a better hummus out there... a hummus with tahini in it.
I for one am not one of those customers. I say here and now, that I do not love this hummus, but I accept it. I accept it for what it is, but I dream for what it could be.
My tip? Impress your friends. Try the new Hummus Tahini instead.
bynicksmix, January 3, 2007
bynicksmix, January 3, 2007
...before I opened the wee seasoning packet that comes with the fries. Life was different then. I took all sense of smell, and my own personal scent, for granted.
These fries were not meant to be eaten. They were to be sold to unsuspecting TJ's customers in an effort to blind their sense of taste and smell.
People look at me differently now... is it that I smell like a rotted garlic clove festering in a warm bowl of water? Or is it that I have no hair?
No eyebrows, nosehair. All gone. It was the fumes I tell you.. The FUMES!!! They've made me mad!
Now I leave the confines of my home only at night... past the witching hour, when no one will see me sauntering my putrid and hideous carcass to trader joes...
One day, the scent will pass. As will I, like the flatulence of a bear that's eaten too much garlic.
These fries were not meant to be eaten. They were to be sold to unsuspecting TJ's customers in an effort to blind their sense of taste and smell.
People look at me differently now... is it that I smell like a rotted garlic clove festering in a warm bowl of water? Or is it that I have no hair?
No eyebrows, nosehair. All gone. It was the fumes I tell you.. The FUMES!!! They've made me mad!
Now I leave the confines of my home only at night... past the witching hour, when no one will see me sauntering my putrid and hideous carcass to trader joes...
One day, the scent will pass. As will I, like the flatulence of a bear that's eaten too much garlic.
bynicksmix, January 3, 2007
bynicksmix, January 3, 2007




