LETTUCE RANT INCOMING

Man, more people need to understand that a good salad -like a refreshing lettuce salad you would eat on a summer day- needs to be -and I cannot stress this enough- crunchy. I ain't just talking about the croutons, I mean the leaves themselves need to be crunchy. "Oh I don't like salad, I tried it once and liked the dressing but the lettuce itself was so sad." Have you tried better quality lettuce? Like seriously good quality lettuce is like soooo underrated. It's refreshing and nice much like how a cucumber is, in the way that it tastes like how you would think solid water would if ice didn't exist. Once I ate half of an entire bag of lettuce just cause it was so good. (Felt a bit like a cow in that moment but it was worth it. I aspire to find the quality of lettuce again)

"What if I don't like the dressing?" Different issue all together try a different one.

"But, the lettuce was fresh and crunchy I just didn't like it!" Yeah, that's fair. You're allowed to not like lettuce, that is a completely fine and normal opinion. I'm not going to judge you if you don't like lettuce, I just want you to genuinely try it. If I judge my liking of salad based off every wilty sad bowl I've had, I probably would say I don't like salad! Sometimes lettuce just doesn't taste right which is also a problem in trying it. So make sure you get genuinely good quality. And this goes without saying but don't judge it based off the fact that you put too much or not enough dressing.

I could rant more about this as this is just the tip of the iceberg, but I should probably just caesar with my rant that's been roman all over the ranch that is my mind.

(Sorry, I had to get all of those puns out. Hope I don't feel too wilty about it later.)

Jax working at a fast food restaurant gave me an idea

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Honestly, if i saw that damn go-pro in my living room, I'd stomp on it until it was a small blue stain.

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this is the lettuce you eat at dimmu burger

portal core that talks exactly like the burger king foot lettuce guy

#15 Yard Sale Fungus

The last thing you’d want from some ratty worn shoes is Frank Iero’s foot fungus. But as it turns out that might be what you get

my favorite dedf1sh track is "#15 burger king foot lettuce"

happy 2/2 yall im so on time dude got the burger king rizz

N.F.B.K.F.L.T.L.T.Y.W.T.F.O.Y.B.K.B.I.S.F.F.B.A.I.T.O.T.M.B.W.Y.G.

Minori is fun to draw

Is Burger King foot lettuce kenough?

Burger King Foot Lettuce is Kenough!

@punisheye

Ultimately, it had been Vash's idea. His fault, too.

He'd ambushed the other Wolfwood on short notice, catching him just as he left the house for the start of an errand run. Eager to help, and to walk around the Ward while being snowed on with a friend, he'd decided to tag along with a spring in his step.

Vash is bundled up and then some, his layered and patchwork outfit prioritizing warmth over fashion. His typical shooting glove is covered up with thicker, warmer gear instead; his lost-tech hand stays uncovered, but the pauldron's been left at Home.

He's in the middle of blabbing on about some anecdote set in the entrance town of Umber when his arm cuts across Wolfwood's chest to indicate something amazing. There's a pristine, snow-filled stretch of an empty lot on the other side of the sidewalk.

Like a child, Vash cheers, zipping straight across the empty street, unheeded by any shouts of protest from Wolfwood—and carelessly runs into the undisturbed field of white. Assuming it would act more like sand, his hubristic pace only slows to a halt when he finds himself nearly waist-deep in, evidently, less compact snow than anticipated.

"Wolfwoooood. Wolfwood." Vash's croaky pleas are only slightly muffled by his blue scarf.

Arms lifted up, dramatically awkward and stiff, Vash now tilts his snow-glove back to the priest, making pathetic grabby hand motions at him. His eyes are watery, line of his mouth wobbly with regret. He is very cold.

"…I'm stuck."

playing ff rebirth and getting intense whiplash every time sephiroth appears or is mentioned because i genuinely forget he's a part of the storyline at times, he feels like he has transcended what it means to be a fictional character and exists more so like an abstract concept.

Ch.15: Dad, Dad, Dad, Look! Are you looking? Look, watch me, watch! - Whispers of Distant Souls

*stares at the long ass chapter name* Mhm. Sounds about right.

Someone give this old man a beer or something, he’s never going to find peace again /j

Me now that I can rest easy knowing I finally updated:

born 2 slay forced 2 work