vegan brunch, my ninjas!!

what-whaaaaaat?!
mike holmes always knows how to activate
all the important information, my ninjas...
he's a positive planner,
and an asset to any vacation itinerary
and all of it's included mealtimes.
that credit being givenwhere it is due,
he hit us off with a hot tip,
and this morning we followed up on it.
ethos vegan kitchen, y'all.
word the F* up.
you already know that when it comes to
vacation time shark-gluttonous overeating
on those earth-nest-type jauns,
the woodsly goodfellows and goodwives
are all about bringing the bellyache to eleven.
we doo-doo that witout hesitation,
and without regard for the aftermath.
you had better believe we showed these
warm-weather waterbabyish floridians
why the north stays on top,
and the south won't ever rise again.
check the teleport:

yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.

c'mon.
breakfast burritos,
french-style toast,
fruity cups, fake breakfast carcass slabs,
cinnamon buns,
biscuits and gravy,
tofu scrambles,
mountains of homeboy fries,
panniecakes that were both vegan and fluffy,
and sweet tea,
which is just about the only kudos i'll grant
as a credit to the deep and dirty.
duders,
we left nary an ort on the plates, neighbors.
vegan brunch is what's up.
i don't think miss betty was ready to bear witness,
but she must have a newfound respect
for the vast caverns and body cavities of
professional vegan eaters.
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how much did we swim today?
a lot.
why?
because it was a billionty-five degrees in the shade,
and the pool is heated, b!tchbags.
bathwater magic on vacation?
of course.
after all,
what are we?
A*-holes?
no way, jose.
taking it easy,
taking it to the limits,
taking it to gatorland.
all of it, y'all,
really happening, really dope;
never quiet, never soft.....