i seem to be a threadkiller lately but all this talk of mayo (which im not really into) has me thinking about a freind of mine.
i was living with "dave" and at the time i couldnt stand him, he had all these crazy habits. like he loooooouuuuvvved meats in bulk,... like a big ham, he could come in and displace ice cream from my freezer to my fridge just so his ham could stay longer, it was incredible.
anyway, so one day after so many events between him and i that pushed me closer to the edge than any other human has in my life it all comes to a head.
"dave" who likes to walk around in his tightie whiteys decides that for breakfast he will slice up these little bricks of bulk bologna and for some reason he thinks i need company in front of the television. ENTER THE MAYO.
"dave" has his very own special mayo jar, which is good because who wants communal mayo right?
he sits down on the couch and because breakfast was more important than pants he puts the little "bologna fingers" on his crotch (remember! he wears little tightie whiteys) and then starts in a mildly-disgusting-because-if-it-was-chick-it-would-be-hot-kind of-way DIPS the bologna chunks in the mayo and gulps them down with authority.
there, an actual post, im proud of myself
The last time I ordered something with eggplant in it there was a ton of eggplant seeds so I had to send it back and order something else 
You should see how long it takes me to clean peppers. I live off of them but I can't eat them until every single seed is gone. 
Miso soup is a total comfort food for me. It makes me feel all warm and cozy.
For me, bologna+mayonaise are the worst possible combo of nasty foods, and this story made me feel sick! I feel for ya, lash. How did you ever put up w/ that?!
