I like it raw…

…especially with broccoli stalks.  Add tomatoes, carrots, red cabbage, green pepper, parsley, avocado, green onion, a bit of feta cheese and a light dressing and viola!  You’ve got a great meal.  A meal for someone like me with a huge appetite. 

Let’s face it.  I like to clean my plate.  I have an insatiable appetite for everything especially food, sex, laughter and sleep.  The latter being something I don’t get enough of. 

If you’re going to overdo it and eat a lot of something, it may as well be veggies.  They’re good for you–as long as you don’t coat them with a thick layer of ranch dressing. 

I remember having a heated discussion with someone about the benefits of a diet that includes raw veggies and them telling me “That’s what food eats.”  Of course the person saying this was practically on the brink of morbid obesity and a perfect candidate for type 2 diabetes.  But hey, who am I to judge?  Chicks dig balding opinionated guys with beer bellies.

OK, on a totally unrelated note (It’s non sequitur day!):

Why why why is Brintey Spears famous?  Who gives a crap about this stoopid beyotch?  There is a world of things going on out there and every day we get bombarded by several updates on her erratic behavior.

This just in: Britney had a boil lanced–film at 11.

Who cares!?!?  Let’s start a “Just Say No” campaign for Ms. Spears.  The woman does not deserve the attention of the general public.  She was never a really good singer in the first place!  She soulds like she has two teeny tiny little vocal chords in her nostrils.  There are so many other singers out there who can actually carry a tune (calling Pink and Christina Aguilera!)  I am, for the most part, a down-to-earth-give-peace-a-chance kind of guy but this chick makes me rethink genocide.