2017-06-05 at 11:46 PM UTC
Just finishing a buttermilk biscuit and now snacking on some bbq chips reminds me to appreciate the subtle sweetness of life. It reminds me that I don't always need the bitterness of Budweiser but at times a cab sav will do. Not a Reese's buttercup is always needed but sometimes a sweet dough bread stick will do. The sweet suckling of half a Newport along with half a tenth of shard will do me. Not a baboon from Africa but a red bone pilgrim will rise me from my common slumber.
It's okay to blast some L isomer doesn't always have to be pure D-meth from down unda. Oh some place far away and long ago I shall be telling this woeful tale with a gander. I chose the subtle sweetness of life and that has made all the difference.
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