Wednesday, March 20

dumps!!!

yeah, duders.
the activation society gets it in.
dinner time active participation to say bye-bye to the last day of winter?
yuuuuuuuuuuuup.
c'mon.
we know how to get expert at the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
check the snowstorm-as-final-farewell-blowout teleport:
duuuuuuuumps, y'all.
you know how we get it going on-
wordimus prime!
we take dumplings to eleven.
and when the grocery store doesn't have fancy asia cabbage?
recognize-
the cucch isn't afraid to chiffonade some brussels sprouts and
add 'em into the vegetables and pretendy-meats that get stuffed
deep inside the floury discs of wheaty dopeness we seal up and sautee and sh!t.
uh-huh.
we made 'em extra rad, neighbors.
and then our peoples braved the elemental winter maelstrom,
and did what burly barbarian warriors of weathering the weak-sauce weather
do when they live and love in new england-
they showed up and got busy all up on our business with us.
austin, teddy, elsah, and little quiet baby van kept us company,
and kept their faces full of that fresh flavor and that turbo-elite dippin' sauce.
yeah!
all kinds of depth and breadth, b!tchbags.
so many dumplings, for e'rybody.
so many dumplings, for my face more than anyone else.
and all of them, all the time, all up in my mouth.
me and my main man ate a heroic lion's share of those pan-fried pouches.
we're gross.
it's true.
we may be skinny and frail, fragile, agile, puerile eating-disorderlies,
but it's not eating we're afraid of.....
...it's NOT OVEReating.
so we doo-doo what we doo-doo, duders.
because we have to.
shark-gluttonous swallows and big-bigger bites are all there is.
hard styles, for sure.
***********
it's all really happening, kids.
another 'nother busy day, this time with added shoveling.
i sure am excited to engage in some snow removal.
again.
we said goodbye to winter, in the heart of the storm,
with a feast worthy of the hungriest hippo,
but we're welcoming in the new season with vegan F*ing cheesecake.
don't ever think for even one short splitsecond
that we don't know how to be dope.
that's the kind of gaytard babysap that will make you absolutely
have to F* right off, for sure.
we are the ones who do what needs doing.
see a need, fill a need, fulfill a need, overfill a need;
never quiet, never soft.....

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