so when i was using the ruler to shave cheese i was back at the end of the counter. i had just finished my diablo sandwich and my dr. pepper. people began to talk to me about running a chicken farm for sandwiches. i was in the middle of the game plate when my cottage cheese was over in the corner and the guy named sal went to pick up his kids from the garden school. when i just realized what the formulation of yougurt was after the bran was yanked from the garbage disposal. when the pile became too high i was back at the beginning of the street with only a chicken bone leftover from the crockpot made soup. why, some only go for number 2, i'll never know.
