Beans, Beans, the Magical Fruit

The sort of secret blog of Beans, a.k.a. Jules, a.k.a. "Legs for Miles" a.k.a. "Rackie the Boob Queen." Fine, ok, not the last two. Starting July 2006, sometimes "Mike," aka "fagadoccio," is a co-poster on the blog. The co-poster child, really.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Tasti D, are you my Mommy?

Because every time I eat you, a reliable 35 seconds after my last bite, I spit up just a tiiiiiny bit. Perhaps people are not meant to suckle at the teat of iced narcotic cement two or three times daily? Hmm.

Well hey, at least, unlike Meerkats, we humans don't have to eat other Meerkats.


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