Aug 12 2003
106071330051764094
let me be frank*
you know the people i’m talking about. perhaps you’re even one of them. i don’t really care, i just want to know something. what is the deal with eating mushrooms? you know they’re not vegetables, don’t you? you don’t go around licking mildew on shower walls, do you? huh?
jesus, i hope not.
so, yeah. what’s up with eating fungus? seriously. and while we’re at it, why do you think that, just because i don’t want mushrooms on my pizza or in my omelette or sauteed with onions and served with beef, that i’m missing out on something really good? one thing i’ve noticed about the fungus-eaters is that they’re so superior about it, like, “oh, you don’t like mushrooms. sigh.” no, i don’t. i’ve also been known to throw away a loaf of bread when i’ve noticed it growing green hair. but that’s me.
and maybe i’m crazy. maybe i’m missing out on the greatest flavor sensation since wild berry skittles.** i don’t know. but i think i would like it explained to me*** because i don’t get it. the end.
*can i still be garth?
**and yeah, i know that mushrooms were around before wild berry skittles. leave me alone.
*** eating mushrooms, not how i’m crazy.
