We are what we eat. We eat. We shit. Our produce grow from shit-fertilized soil. We become shit. Festive as that may be, enter the the "Eatateria," to discover an ever-increasing assortment of recipes for lovely meals, which we will soon shit out.
I eat, and I shit; therefore, "I am."
Monday, January 08, 2007
I Believe The Lyrics Are: Look! Look! Look At These! They Are Bigger Than My Testi-cleez"