The ravenous acidic alacrity with which certain vegetables (or their derivatives, such as spicy marinara and/or asian chili paste) devour and dissolve tinfoil sometimes gives me reason to pause and ponder "why do I willingly put those things in my belly?" even as I am consuming them.
But, try as I might, I just can't stop from swallowing rolls of Reynolds' Wrap.
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Poetic. I might have taken the alliteration a bit further, thus:
The acidic alacrity with which various veggies (and alternatives, such as spicy Mexican marinara and Asian pepper paste) devour and dissolve foil frequently gives my gut rumbling reason to pause and ponder, "Why willingly subject my stomach to these things?", even as I am throwing them in my mouth.
I despite the desperate moans of my beleaguered belly, I can't stop swallowing rolls of Reynold's Wrap.
....Perhaps one could add a consistent meter to that to improve it further.
Nice edits. I approve. Should I ever publish a revised version, I'll be sure to give you collaborative credit.
It started out as just a random vent post. My lasagna really did eat my Reynold's Wrap overnight, and it was kinda creepy looking at the holes in it this morning. But as I wrote it out, it started to gain a life of it's own and the weird closing line appeared out of nowhere.
Glad you liked it.
Did you see the mythbusters where they used salsa to dissolve the bars of their jail cell?
Caliente!
That's awesome! Did it work?
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