Well. Sometimes I say stuff that I don’t actually mean, and then I think “why the fuck did I just say that?!”
the last time this happened was a few weeks ago, when I heard myself saying outloud “OH, I LOOOOOVE PICKLED EGGS.”
i mean, i don’t MIND pickled eggs, but I certainly don’t love them.
This one, at about 3pm on Grey Cup Sunday, was not good.
