Thursday, April 15, 2010

a love for something insignificant.


Love for meat
I don't usually love--for meat that is.
I don't love or rather much dislike bones
so how do I love something that I really don't like.
Easy, get someone else to do it for me.

This post is brought to you by none other than costco's rotisserie chicken, which obviously I have developed a deep albeit little weird Love for.