silver bullets

3:16,
a.k.a. stone cold steve austin day,
at least,
that's what it is as far as i'm concerned.
how am i celebrating?
well,
since i don't drink,
a twofer of coors light dousing my dome is out of the question,
so, instead, i think i'll go super-heavyweight,
and get down with some pigging out and gluttoning up on some good eats.
neighbors,
albie 3:16 says i just whooped breakfast's A*.
check the teleport:

daaaaaaaaaaaamn.
bottom line buckwheat barbarian manly mancakes-
which, of course,
have to have that weird butt-yellow color that the bucky wheatens impart-
it's not a normal hue to have, a sort of liver-failure jaundice that seemed appropriate
to the nature of the hard-drinkin' doo-doo buttery doings of our anti-hero.
right?
haha.
anyway, i still freaked 'em off with a little bit of loco coconut,
and a punch of sugary sweetheartedness,
and of course, that real maple syrup.
i'm not some candy-A* rock, if you get where i'm coming from.......
that stone cold stunner scramble is wha's poppin' in the kitchen these days, too.
scallions and vegan bacon, and cilantro and parsley,
with the g.p.o.p. hottness and turmeric temper tantrum you'd expect from us
here in the future primitive primal Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
mmmhmmm.
you always add the extra sprankles,
especially if you understand how self-worth works;
i mean, c'mon,
you deserve the superfancy unnecessariness of a little sexy garnish.
and last, but not least,
i hit up the old village bakery yesterday
specifically to get a loaf of expert bread,
just to exxxtra-thickly slice off a slab of texas (rattlesnake) toast.
i don't need a reason to get fresh with my food,
but when i have one?
yeah.
i take it to eleven,
and i attempt to do it cleverly while i'm at it.
that's how i make my moves....
does that seem like a lot of food for one person?
oh,
maybe you don't know the rules-
too much is the right amount,
and you're more than welcome to come and participate.....
we overdo it,
we bring it hard and fast,
we get pretty damned busy with our big business,
and that's the bottom line,
because albie rock says so;
never  quiet, never soft.....