December 07, 2012
I went hiking in the mountains with my Dad for about 9 hours. This was brutal. I have a great metabolism, so I never have to worry about exercise, and I am one lazy mofo. So anyway, after hiking for 9 hours and finally getting back to the house, I needed food because I usually eat constantly and after going 9 hours with a Lunchable and some trail mix, I was starving and exhausted.
My mother made me a sandwich. It looked foreign, as I wasn't used to anything other than pb&j. My mother is Asian, so I've tried a lot of different things and a little sandwich couldn't possibly do any harm, right? wRONG.
I took a bite.
I kid you not, I began to gag and within seconds I threw it all up.
Why, you ask?
bECAUSE I HATE CILANTRO WHY DOES IT EVEN EXIST