After a fun few days in Atlanta with my family watching some BARVES action, I’m waiting at the airport to head up to ND for my five year reunion. I’m sure my friends and I will act like responsible adults, attend all the actual reunion events like lectures, and get plenty of sleep.
Yah, definitely not going to do back to back to back Backer runs and spend the whole time boozing with my buddies.
I hate mayonnaise. I hate it, and I’ve hated it my entire life. But I can’t seem to escape it. You mayo-haters out there know what I mean. You walk into a restaurant, you order something and say, “but no mayo,” then when it’s delivered to you not only is there mayo on it, there is an OFFENSIVE amount of mayo on it
I second this entire post, and would like to add my own addendum regarding sour cream. I fucking hate sour cream. The sight of it induces disgust; the smell of it induces gagging; and the taste of it? Literally vomit. The problem is, I love Mexican food. Not fake-ass Americanized Mexican food, but the real shit. Sour cream is nowhere to be found. But that wasn’t good enough for you fat fucks, so you had to load everything with cheddar cheese and globs of rotten milk, and now I can’t escape the shit. You think getting mayo off of a sandwich is hard? Try getting sour cream off of anything.
In conclusion, fuck you, sour cream.
Not only do I not take offense to this post (see: my name), I endorse it. Sour cream and mayonnaise are amongst the most vile, disgusting things ever.
Fuuuuuuuck Mayo (but not of the Denny variety, he’s a true bro’s bro)