Have you ever noticed that indecision has a sort of smell to it? It's like sulfur and strawberries. Or molasses and vinegar. It's like stepping off a cliff. Except you're not sure whether to step off the cliff above the lake or the cliff above a field with hundreds of angry buffalo. The choice seems simple, right? But really, in your head the images are blury. The buffalo seem to take on the image of a cool refreshing body of water. When you jump and land and get trampled then you realize that it was actually buffalo you were jumping into and not water. But if you didn't jump off that particular cliff you wouldn't have found that bajillion dollar bill laying by your right hand. Having thousands of hoofs tenderize your insides is only a small side effect (that probably wont be realized till later...but still).
K, so (cheese) water or water buffalo? If I jumped in the water, the real water, I could finally learn how to swim, that'd be nice. See what I mean? I bet you can smell it already the tangoing sulfur vinegar act and the hugging obsessed strawberry molasses. Well what ever you smell keep on sniffing.
Oh dude. I just found a third cliff. This one has little fluffy bunnies at the bottom. I might smash them if I land wrong. That's gross.
You know what sounds so good right now? Tortilla's dipped in yogurt. yep yep.
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