My Intestines from the Point of View of My Mouth.

Yeaaa, I have 6 followers. Anyway, I think today can be chalked up to me being mildly retarded. I went to bed, but before that, I decided it was a good idea to have two Oreo flavored Pop Tarts with milk. Then, why not wake up and have an ice coffee and a bagel with egg, cheese, salt, pepper, and ketchup. Then, take a bit of a break, ya know, cause I'm at work and all. Then, lets spend a few dollars on a roast beef sandwich on a roll with Peter Luger's sauce, cheese, and chocolate chip cookie, and, yes, and Dr Pepper, or DP for us in the know. Well, my ass was like the fountain of youth all day. Someone could have thrown some quarters into the toilet bowl and made enough wishes to get them through the next six days of birth. I feel a tad better now, although my ass is a bit chapped, and not in the, "boy, I really hate Republicans, they chap my ass". No, the "boy, I wish I had some kind of ointment, cause my ass is real chapped", kind of chapped.