if your day supplies you with only enough opportunity to cram some dog bone shaped candy in your stomach, then you are likely one (or all, but hopefully not all) of the following:
(a) anorexic and 13 burned calories away from either cardiac arrest or a fainting spell.
(b) in dire straits need of stopping everything you’re doing and taking the time to reevaluate your life sustaining priorities.
(c) going to need to make time to brush your teeth because that’s 100% dog bone shaped sugar behind that veil of gold organza. like smarties.
(d) inevitably going to crash 5 minutes after your mico-sized sugar rush that went straight to your brain like a rush of heroin to the forearm. thus nullifying the need to put anything in your stomach in the first place.
(e) probably wishing you had more than half a handful of dog bone shaped candy and a much larger organza bag.
cheers to a 3:00am wake-up call and running yourself in circles for seventeen straight hours.
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