Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Salty Snacks are my Forbidden Lover and Personal Jesus

I can never bypass a salty snack.


Not once.

Asking me to go overlook a salt encrusted treat is like asking me to come up with an appropriate simile. It’s just not going to happen.

I’ll demolish an entire packet of mini pretzels in one sitting. I’ll scoff down those magnificent little bastards until my taste buds are completely fried while the sides of my mouth are all shriveled and my tongue sticks to them.