No, I’m not in the loony bin. Not yet, anyhow.
I’m talking about real fruit baskets. I’ve always wanted one for Christmas, yet whenever I tell someone I would like one, they think I’m joking! I could eat only fruit, I think. Fuck vegetables. Fuck them to hell. Well, except the potato. And the onion. And the tomato. And cilantro.
How exactly would something be fucked to hell?
Deep thoughts from a deep woman.
