Just got back from the gym and I’m eating a healthy lunch of
homemade split pea soup. While the soup
is exceptionally good, there’s nothing special about split pea soup until you
take into account the incredible effect it has on my bowels. To the gas I had last night after having said
soup the first time around was astounding would be the understatement of the
year, and now, here I sit, downing a large bowl of it with four hours left in
the work day. Let the good times roll
baby!
(I realize I’ve resorted to posting photos of split pea soup
and talking about my farts, but come on, you can’t get space muff every day)
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