I Lived
						
						  I am always surprised at how many times I dodge death in a single day.  Today I burned some raisin toast, for example.  Normally, burnt raisin toast would send me into a tailspin of self-destruction and acute alcohol poisoning.  Not today.  Today I stayed calm and ate the burnt atrocity anyway.  I knew that the antioxidants floating in my morning tea would destroy the burnt toast free-radicals ravaging my system.  I also knew that my violently charismatic anger would not win me any new friends at the time, as I was alone in the house.
						
						
						
					  
					  
1 Comments:
Silly Esther, the Free Radicals were a 90s Brit-Pop band. You're thinking of Baby Bird -- that's the stuff in toast that's bad for you.
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