This is becoming too complicated. I could write about fellatio 101, food for the soul and football for the dim witted. This blog could instantly tranform into an educational, passionate and popular blog. A thought and then some.
Is tomato a fruit or vegetable?
According to Jeff "The Man Who Ate Everything" Steingarten, tomato is the fruit of a tomato plant.
I wouldnt insult you like that. I would tell you to juice it up, add some vodka, peppers and worschester sauce. Serve it in shots with raw oysters. After a dozen or so shots,
oh fuck, I havent paid my Astro bill. I cant write now!.
the question is now a philosophical debate. Which you cant win because I will quash your fruity tomatoes before you can spell V-E-G-E.
I recommend the bloody mary shots with oysters at the Magnificent Fish and Chips Shop. Ask Paul to do it.
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If I turn this into a Dear John or Abby (who the fishes are they?) would you tell me your problems?
I've been having mind blowing sex with my subordinate in my boss's room. We're both married. Help.
Dead Man Walking
Dear Dead Man Walking,
I see many triangles. I dont see a problem if your boss is married, your subordinate is not and you are. Its not a problem either if your boss is married, your subordinate is and you are not. However, if your boss is not and that leaves both of you married, it depends if you're married to each other.
Assuming that you're married to each other, I dont counsel for healthy marriages.
Bloody hell. I've just finish the last bits of Bowmore. A typical Islay whisky with heavy peat. Inferior to Ardbeg and Laphroaig though.
What I really aspire to be is the local version of Post Secret. You know you can trust me with your secrets. Help me make it.