a new case for the bloodhound gang

Thursday, mar. 6, 2008   |   0 comments

I don't know if it's the extra vegetable-and-fruiting, or the endless gigantic vitamin gag balls, or maybe it's the fact that my ass, normally a bit of a packrat, has developed a steady enthusiasm for throwing everything overboard, but I've recently detected a new sprong in my step, a sprong that feels an awful lot like happy. Or maybe it's just the endorphins from all the spronging?