So much tapioca, so little time


Somebody better get the stapler and tack me to the floor, because I am hopping mad. I went to the store today to get some Koogle, and apparently they stopped making it back in 1978! Why didn’t anyone tell me? Now I’ve got all this bare white bread, with nothing to smear all over it except my own bile. And perhaps some tears.

Happy Donnie Num-Nums

Now this is what a happy boy looks like, his belly filled with flavored peanut butter-syled food products. Ah, perhaps one day. Until then, I’ll just have to make do with some Toilet Duck on a gluten-free breadstick.