It really is a terrible business. I had a friend who went the United States once, tried it, and then had a psychotic break where he started thinking he was a male sheep.
He ultimately had to be sent to a farm upstate for treatment. Some place called the Ram Ranch.
they went wild, as in good. like when a dog gets its first taste of ice cream. they go bananas, knocking tables over and smashing into bookshelves to get their prissy little european hands on that tub of ronch
Ok but I have to break the news to you: I know many European people who have gone ape shit when they tried ranch for the first time.
American Biscuits and Gravy is pretty much universally approved once they get past the appearance.
Tried it some relatives some time back. They were so confused/disgusted until they tried it. Wanted it every morning for their visit thereafter.
Every time I call them they mention missing it.
indeed. also if they get a taste of kraft macaroni and cheese they basically get a tattoo of a box
I can never quite tell whether that means that they loathed it, or that they went mad for it.
Ranch induced psychosis is a terrible blight on humanity!
It really is a terrible business. I had a friend who went the United States once, tried it, and then had a psychotic break where he started thinking he was a male sheep.
He ultimately had to be sent to a farm upstate for treatment. Some place called the Ram Ranch.
The place with all the throbbing cocks? I hear they produce the best poultry.
they went wild, as in good. like when a dog gets its first taste of ice cream. they go bananas, knocking tables over and smashing into bookshelves to get their prissy little european hands on that tub of ronch
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