My Facebook messenger is full of these random anecdotes to former classmates. It usually gets left on read or replies are ??? But sometimes it reignites friendships and that makes it worth it.
Remember, everyone else is often just as weird as you are. People just hide it differently. Life is short, have fun.
I have no memory of this conversation. But it’s clearly to me, and avocados totally my spirit emoji. And would totally wish for barbecue sauce for a burger. Parallel universe maybe?
True maturity is allowing yourself to be humbled by something so inconsequential, and going as far as to reach out to an old acquaintance if only to let them share in the laugh.
One does not simply BBQ a burger. Its golden buns require much more than just sauce. There is flavor there that never fails and Persephone is ever watchful. It is a grilled patty riddled with seasoning, and buns
and the works ... the very air you smell
is a wonderful delight. Only with two strips of bacon and a slice of sharp cheddar can you do this. Else it is folly.
Ketchup is for children. Not exclusively, obviously anybody can eat ketchup. Just like anybody can ride a bike with training wheels. Ketchup is the "training wheels" of condiments.
Anywhere you can put ketchup, you can put BBQ sauce, hot sauce, or just straight up vinegar, for a better tasting experience.
Kids just don't like the acid. But that taste grows on us when we get older. And then we wonder why we have GERD.