The subject? Shall I write about it? I mean, it's about time I weighed in on all of this.
No, actually I went to the farmer's market yesterday and ate more than one sample of their smoked gouda. I kept going up and eating more and more. The cashier gave me a side eye but I was like, FUCK IT, I WANT MORE GOUDA. It was like that look of hunger when my cat kept eating the tinsel. Fucking cat. But then I stopped. I'm gonna go see that gouda again. It was gouda enough for me.
I'll go see myself out.