when I’m feeling lonely, I heat up a big block of mozzarella in the microwave until it’s melted. I wait maybe 15 minutes until it cools to a body temperature and then I stick my big ol throbbing hand in there. it’s very soothing.
I dislike cheese.
I’m sorry 😔
The order of these panels are reversed for me. Cheese causes me problems, stress, and pain.
Final panel is a lactose monster delivering a roundhouse kick to the gut.
Until about a day later when you realize it had absolutely no fiber and you should have paired it with a salad, or something, instead of eating just cheese.
“No I’m not alienated by society because of my dehumanizing conditions of work, life, and complete hatred and fear of an Other, I just have a pathological need to estrange myself into complete darkness in a blindingly bright city to regressively consume enormities of the richest foodstuff my blood money can buy in a vain attempt to feel actualized at the core of my being.”
Recently realised the rash my hands continually break out with and treated constantly with steroid creams was caused by dairy.
I miss cheese so much
