Current mood: happy as clam
You should have seen me today. I devoured the road, regurgitated it, then devoured it again. That's right. TWICE devoured. Classic me. Holy Moly. I am totally living up to all my year book pledges of staying cool. There were also many pleas for me to stay sweet, which I have been disregarding. I was striding the earth like a terrifying colossus, sending women and children running and shrieking like baby howler monkeys with every turn of my massive gear. The ground quaked and grown men sobbed like tiny baby piglets. It was beautiful and terrible.
If you want the secret, I will tell you bros. I input schnitzels, beer, and candies and output fear, death, and pain.
Training is paying off I am thinking. Tempo stuff with the tiny plebeian UCLA babies has been good to crush them and forcing the mountains to cry by burning their sides with my rubber has been also pleasing to me as well. But there is no rest as there is always more schnitzels and candy to eat. BYE BYE.
Candy of the Day: Milk Dud
Beer of the Day: Fin du Monde
Ice Cream idea: eat it with peanut butter
Music to check out: Wale... if you don't know, you will soon
Thing to scare of the day: Toddlers