My stomach is tired of my shit

I tried to eat a pop-tart for brekkie, and my stomach crossed his arms (metaphorically speaking) and refused to eat it. Apparently he’s tired of my shit. I’ve been eating on the run all week. Soo, here’s what HE insisted I eat. Gotta admit, it does look tastier than the pop-tart.


Note** I wondered why I wrote metaphorically instead of hypothetically and looked it up..Damn! My brain be working without I the only one this happens to?

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I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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