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Now we just need to figure out how to get those coffee beans from Brazil to Canada without a stop over in shithole country.

All of my favorite beans come from Brazil and the prices are all ridiculous because they’re getting passed through the US. Or at least that’s what my coffee roaster says.

Hiya.

Apparently you know me. Want to tell me what else I won’t do today? Your prescience will save me deciding for myself.

If I ever get terminal cancer I will be infiltrating these groups and leaving a trail of eyeless psychopaths in my wake.

Oh they have none of the blame! I am a big stupid man who didn’t bother to read it at all.

Preface: All seafood makes me violently ill. I wish it weren’t so, but here we are.

While living in Switzerland we went to an ikea and found what I thought to be spreadable cheese in a toothpaste type tube. For reference lots of stuff over there comes in those types of tubes. Why not cheese?

I was so excited to get home and immediately tore the cap off and squeezed a giant dollop of what my mouth expected to be something like cheez whiz.

NOPE. NOPE FUCKING NOPE. It was some kind of fish paste with roe…

I puked for like 30 minutes straight and couldn’t get that taste out of my mouth until we found some kirsch liqueur that I also hate, but whose taste will overpower anything.

Picture related: The culprit