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food i can sing to

Frog called me at work tonight.

"You at work?" he asked.

"Yeah"

"I'm not! HAHAHAHA" He hung up.

That fucker.

I can't wait to eat the bagel I am going to buy when I leave work. It's going to be so fucking tasty. I'm going to sing a little song to it before I eat it, just to show it how deeply I care.

Shayla is constantly amused at my habit of singing to my food if I am particularly excited about eating it. So far she has seen me sing to corn, a latte, and some mashed potatos she made for all the roommates.

I'm not a hard man to please. I just want some good food I can sing to.

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