The poll.
I am none of those things as described.
I am all of those things as described.
For true I do love the smell of patchouli on a woman and if you're wearin' it around me well...
They don't call me the Texas Homewrecker Heartbreaker for nuthin'.
And bacon...
I cook so much of that crap every day and see how much fat and grrrreeeeaaaasssseeee comes out of it that I don't care if I ever look at it, let alone eat it, ever again. Not too mention all the sheeit they inject into that sheeit to cure it.
I still eat meat.
I will never give up my cheeseburger.
I just don't eat all the bad deep fried, cream sauced, quesoficated, bad juju foods that I used to.
Doesn't mean though that I won't eat a sundried tomato and mushroom 4 cheese mac & cheese.
I will.
And I do.
I piehole the sheeit out of that sheeit I sheeit you not.
Salad?
I don't eat that crap either.
I eat granola dry as I don't like milk and don't drink it.
A billion Chinese can't be wrong.
Any hippyficatin' that I have under gone is wiped out by the fact that mrs. blues eats whatever she wants.
She loves junk food.
And filet mignon.
And bacon.
And eggs.
All the scheeze, all the cream, all the butter, all the time.
She rarely cooks but she has no problem with wrecking the kitchen.
The woman opens up a box of mac & scheeze and a pack of Hebrew Nat hotdogs for the microdiddelator and every pot, spoon, dish, wham wham, zuzu, and chingaderra is dirtied up and left for me to clean in the aftermath,
After she's done in the kitchen, you could detonate 10 pounds of C4 up in there and only cause about $14.99 in damage.
True story.
Chingon!