Yesterday I brewed up some goddamn tasty chili, today I brought some
of that tasty goddamn chili to work with me for lunch. It must have
smelled amazing because as soon as I opened up the container Keanu
Reeves showed up out of nowhere and chilled with me and my chili on this
chilly Tuesday. It was pretty chill, I guess.
You would
think that eating lunch with Keanu Reeves in my cubicle at my shitty job
would be cause for considerable excitement, but Keanu, that super-chill
motherfucker, did not have much to say. He just sat there and stared at
my amazing creation, silent, contemplative, and full of a burning
intensity that I cannot describe. In order to break the awkward surface
tension that follows him everywhere I decided to strike up the
conversation by explaining how I give every batch of my chili its own
unique name, kind of similar to tropical storms or hurricanes. I do this
for the same purpose that meteorologists name hurricanes: to identify
that specific chili's batch, intensity, heat, and of
course...destructive output.
This particular batch was
named "The Grand Canyon" because photos and descriptions can never do
it justice. You just had to be there, bro. TGC definitely lived up to
its name as it was indescribably beautiful, fragrant, and delicious. TGC
also outperformed my two previous batches, "The Colon Hammer" and "The Ray
Bradbury Theatre", with startling dominance. It truly was a wonder of
the world.
F - 2,450.9
A - 2,350.9
T - 2,450.9
T - 2,450.1
The
Grand Canyon scored brilliantly on all metrics of the FATT scale. The
fun, tastiness, and texture were near perfect. Much like visiting the
canyon in person, eating this chili gave me spiritual strength and
clarity that filled my being with a temporary peace of mind that cannot
be stated in mortal words. However, this peace lasted maybe 45
minutes because soon after the wave of euphoria passed the chili itself
also passed violently through my bowels. It was an awesome roller
coaster of enlightenment and fear that left me feeling like a better,
stronger, more focused human.
Keanu was there watching
me the whole time, too. He didn't try the chili, but he did finally
start talking when I told him how awesome his performance in Point Break
was. That movie is amazing.
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