garykoelling

"You're a puddle."

"All this roughage really fucks with me."

"You know what I mean?'

"It's the lettuce. It's got to be the lettuce."

"Did you hear me?'

"Doesn't matter what else is on the salad. It always runs through me." 

"What's left over after a storm. When everything else runs off and the sun comes out there's just puddles. Just sitting there waiting to dry up." 

"I'm off salads."

"Or fill up again but just by chance. Nothing you do."

"That's what I used to think but I think if I stay away from lettuce. It's just crunch anyway, no real nutritional value. I'll just do that and see if it works."

"Have you seen the weather?"

"Supposed to be sunny all week."