Tuesday, April 2

even more.

so, duders,
my double-crust blueberry cheesecake was a huge success.
i mean it.
ninjas have been going berserk over the deliciousness of my treats
for a minute or two now,
but the best response was to that dish of dopeness.
i'm not even bragging, y'all.
true stories by truth tellers can't be stopped...
i overdo it.
i add the hot fire and explosions to it.
it's my infinite self manifesting in desserts or something.
therefore,
i couldn't just rest on my laurels and take it easy, now could i?
no way.
what am i?
an A*-hole?
stop it.
yeah, neighbors-
i had to reactivate a little itty bitty baby bit more of that expert sh!t
when i made it for a second time.
obviously,
if i hit a perfect ten on the first try,
the only place i could possibly aim for was to go to eleven.
c'mon.
don't be dumb.
so i pulverized a package of freeze-dried blueberries,
and antioxidized the uncheesy cakey insides even harder.
check that purple-stuffed-up teleport:
ha!
don't even try to front like that isn't really pretty.
normally,
i'd say that anything that good looking was clearly suspicious...
but i've had it all up inside my mouth;
rolling those dirty blue gooballs on my tongue, even-
and i assure all of you,
it's pure magic
i think that's partially because i always m ake sure to secretly sprankle
a little powdered coconut inside the graham crackery crumbled crusts.
uh-huh.
sneaky extra overdoing-it-type jauns, because i can't even help myself.
i already told you so.
***********
fresh herbs in sexy pots.
...because i'm a fancy man in an ugly man's body.
like cyrano,
but with my whole physical form the same as just his nose.
and without the respect and adoration of my worthy warrior comrades.
awwwwwwwww.
i have a beautiful new lady though.
yes i do.
her name is rosemary,
and she smells great.
check the love interest teleport:
i am gonna consume her piecemeal.
that's no joke.
springtime is finally sort of here.
and for three more months, you're shivering,
but the sun will shine and the buds will blossom,
and it will all be really happening.
just like now;
never quiet, never soft.....

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