I just made the best sandwich ever.

I toasted two pieces of bread and cut off a few uneven slices of cheese, then I put on some turkey, roast beef, ham, and some fried salomi. I topped it with a few dabbs of this gourmet horseradish mustard stuff that has been in the fridge for years and almost hurt to taste, but it's so good that the hurt is worth it.

It was pretty damn good.

Food Review (Not Poop)

As I walked through the grocery store the other day my eyes settled on the curiously yellow-colored label on a jar of Jif Peanut Butter. Upon looking closer I realised that it was in face, Honey and Peanut Butter. This definatley aroused my tongue as it imagined the Honey Peanut Butter making sweet love to my taste buds. Naturally, I bought it.

I got home and could not resist the temptation to open the jar and scoop some of it out. I'm a big fan of peanut butter, mind you, and I don't think anything of gobbling it up straight from the spoon with a milk chaser; so I shoved the spoonful into my mouth and chewed it up. I wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but the orgasm that errupted suddenly in my mouth was almost too much to bear.

In conlusion, I recommend the s**t out of Jif Peanut Butter & Honey.