i associate the word ‘discretion’ so closely with this post that i can’t hear or think or say it without immediately remembering do you have a hairy assed mans legs veryhairylegs started following you and i would like financial compensation
like sometimes you just have to toast yesterday’s bread put some sicilian tomatoes and a fuckton of mozzarella and oregano on it and call it a day
sorry. sorry it’s pissing me the fuck off that people are assuming i didn’t put olive oil on this. you think im putting unseasoned tomatoes on my bruschetta. do you genuinely think i didn’t pour oil on that toasted bread the moment it came off the pan. of course i added fucking olive oil and salt and stuff like who the fuck do you think i am do you think i was raised by fucking wolves. i didn’t mention it because it’s obvious. automatic. implicit. did i add olive oil. did i. i’ll tell you more actually not only did i add olive oil but my olive oil is extra super virgin in a way your oil will never be because it comes directly from my olives. you cunts
