Some things never change.
That’s STILL a big pie plate.
In an effort to recreate the conditions from last year’s personal record (and surprisingly unexpected “maybe this could happen… but no, not yet…” sub-3 hour moonshot), I thought I should once again shotgun a can of Reddi Wip. I didn’t bring it to the pie plate… and since I’m a lot heavier than I was a year ago… and older… and yet not wiser… I thought I should watch my calories.
Thus, I went with the fat free Reddi Wip…
I warn you, the following is both oddly hypnotic but incredibly disturbing.
I thought about not even uploading it, but I sent it to a few people already in the hopes it would make them laugh… and I think it did…
Last chance to skip this part. I’ll leave a couple of blank lines.
And now, this, Internet:
