Today, I saw a the remains of a »chicken-flavored »drink. This should be both impossible, and implausible. I also tasted actual lemon-juice »milk. Everything is wrong. I cannot even begin to explain the ways that things are wrong anymore. Ryan has »chicken and waffles-flavored »chocolate. It’s the culinary equivalent of a bike with square tires. The foundational necessities of actually existing things are fucked.

Today, I saw a the remains of a »chicken-flavored »drink. This should be both impossible, and implausible. I also tasted actual lemon-juice »milk. Everything is wrong. I cannot even begin to explain the ways that things are wrong anymore.

Ryan has »chicken and waffles-flavored »chocolate.

It’s the culinary equivalent of a bike with square tires.

The foundational necessities of actually existing things are fucked.