Food. Never has there ever been a more glourios word.

We have always used food as a celebration.

Christmas, we eat. Thanksgiving, we eat.

Get an A on a test, we eat. 

Hang out with friends, we eat.

Go to school, complain about how hungry we are.

Get home from school, we eat.

Go to college and complain about how were too broke to eat.

Go home for the weekend, stuff our faces.

Not one person has ever been offered food and has completely refused, we always want it. 

Always. Food, food, food. 



This is so beautiful. It just speaks to me. I love it.

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