The say when life throws you a lemon, make lemonade. Well, today, I just got shit on by a crap load of lemons. Rotten, decaying, smelling lemons. I have no idea how to turn this stink fest into lemonade. I have been pondering this all morning. And only one solution comes to mind.
Would the person who dropped that bombshell last night, you know who you are, the one that is so desperately trying to hold onto something that died a quiet, blank-stared death three years ago, kindly just fuck off and die????
There, I feel a little bit better.........but I still don't want any fucking lemonade.
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