Sweeter words were never spoken
Pod person to fellow pod person, “I think Sam’s rubbing off on me.” (gives me a disgusted look).
”Why is that?” inquired the fellow pod person.
“I’m craving salads”
I’m evil. But in a good way…

Pod person to fellow pod person, “I think Sam’s rubbing off on me.” (gives me a disgusted look).
”Why is that?” inquired the fellow pod person.
“I’m craving salads”
I’m evil. But in a good way…

All right. That’s it. I’ve had it.
I’m eating a triathlete.
Pass the salt. ![]()