This fucker gets visited by a muse over tomatoes, yet some of us keep beating on the keys with nary a glance.
I need to involve tomatoes in more of my work. Or listen to more Psychedelic Porn Crumpets while writing.
The last time I decided to let my hands take the wheel (so to speak) they produced the sentence “and that’s why I keep Bruce Lee’s thumb sewn into the lining of my jacket”.
That was an intimidating amount of text for the title, but it was a good read!
Cool. Why do we think professional fat guy only ate tomatoes?
OOP’s brain had turned off by that point, fingers were in control and they got carried away with extrapolation
I for one don’t, but it’s an intriguing prospect nonetheless
Pretty sure they had better sources of sugar and carbs 100 yrs ago. Sumo wrestlers aren’t doing it with tomatoes.
You know that fleshy bit where the thumb meets the hand that kind of sticks out when you hold your thumb against your palm? I used to joke as a kid that the hand had its own brain in there, since sometimes it seems like hands have a mind of their own. Might’ve been more truth to that than I thought.
