Beware of moose

nothing works as it should

Nothing works the way it should anymore.

Here in we have a national fast food chain that used to be a national coffee and doughnut place that now regularly runs out of doughnuts. Someone organize an inquiry. To make matters worse, the culinary imperialists to the south known for serving billions of burgers are now selling doughnuts and pretend to be a cafe.

It’s a nutty, nutty world.

These days I live with the reality that milk and dairy products are not my friend. Well, I love them on an intellectual level. When I initially engage with a piece of cheese, it is a union of true minds. When my tongue hits that gelatinous blob, life is wonderful. Later in the process, problems happen.

It seems that my digestive system components imagines they are vegan. Fuckers. I throw beef at those assholes in my intestines just to prove a point. They go along and digest beef willingly. Posers. My gut only pretend to be vegan. It’s fashionable and scores them points with the hippie types. In reality, they …