23 March 2009

Hoodsnacks

I'm still pretty infantile in the sense that I very much like exploring textures with my mouth - especially while blasted. Apples are great. They are like 30 calories and have righteous texture. They are sweet and cold and crunchy, which are all very good things to contemplate while blown. Stoned, I can pack away an entire $2 bag of those hot cheetos.



It's a talent to boast of. Crunchy stuff is good - it makes you super concentrate on what is happening in your mouth. I discovered that my tounge habitually splits the food I'm eating into exactly 1/2, so that each side of my mouth is chewing an equal amount of pretzels. I also compulsively alternate the sides of my mouth that I take initial bites with. The first bite is the most work, so I unconciously rotate the workload.

Before smoking, I find cigarettes fascinating. After smoking, I can't stop eating pretzels.

I bet pretzel is a German word - maybe Dutch.

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