Yep, I went into the lion's den. Straight into Whole Foods Market. I hate to admit it, but the food they got there is just miles above the competition. A friend of mine works there, and inevitably I was going to end up trying something. Well, just like a gateway drug, the first taste just aint enough. Everything they have there just caresses the taste buds into submission. My only complaint I can muster up about the place, is that the other customers all seem to be bull-dykes of the highest standing, so, eeeewwww. I'm convinced the only other type of people that shop there are uptight moneybags. But, it you can stomach the eye-infection inducing clientele, the fresh items they have there are to die for. Oh, and if I start to observe arbor day, please, in the name of everything holy, just kill me. Or, just go all crazy "Coon"-style on me.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
I swear I aint a lesbian
Yep, I went into the lion's den. Straight into Whole Foods Market. I hate to admit it, but the food they got there is just miles above the competition. A friend of mine works there, and inevitably I was going to end up trying something. Well, just like a gateway drug, the first taste just aint enough. Everything they have there just caresses the taste buds into submission. My only complaint I can muster up about the place, is that the other customers all seem to be bull-dykes of the highest standing, so, eeeewwww. I'm convinced the only other type of people that shop there are uptight moneybags. But, it you can stomach the eye-infection inducing clientele, the fresh items they have there are to die for. Oh, and if I start to observe arbor day, please, in the name of everything holy, just kill me. Or, just go all crazy "Coon"-style on me.
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