When life gives you lemons, make an unholy mustard concoction.
This seems similar to the wild pursuit of novelty I find myself using as a strategy to shock myself out of less severe depressive episodes. Good times. Highly recommend taking a fencing class just for fun.
break and bend boring routines. tired of cleaning your room? try doing it without your hands, or blindfolded. tired of going to work? try it while slipping in a ridiculous word each day.
I was waiting for a punchline there, “tired of cleaning you’re room? Try doing it naked, tired of going to work? Try going naked” this sort of thing but you’re sincere and I like what you’re saying
yea i started going that direction when i was writing it but left it open as a set up for a replier to score.
Tired of going to the bathroom? Just shit your pants!
Would get dropped off at a theme park as a kid, we didn’t have money so we would eat mustard packs with lemon juice.
No joke, when I was a kid my grandma (who is gone from this Earth now) used to make me peanut butter and mustard sandwiches. She was raised on a plantation in Georgia, so I always used to wonder if it was a southerner thing.
Bro what???
So tart you forget you’re hungry.
Indeed, what in the absolute fuck?
Tell me more.
I mean, ginger lemonade is a thing. Why not make garlic or mustard lemonade.
