Tuesday, April 20, 2004
Juicer
After much deliberation and anticipation. I ordered a juicer. It arrived on Thursday so I'm officially a juice guy.
The juicer is like a little robot child. I feed it carrots, wheatgrass, apples, spinach and other treats and it's threaded auger makes an endearing biting sound. I snaps off a piece at a time and chews it thoroughly like a good little robot. It dispenses out the pulp in a pooping manner into my compost container. Like a thoughtful little robot child is that it saves the best part for me. Fresh juice trickles into my cup, dazzling me with its vibrant colors and fluffy froth.
Oh robot boy, you're the best.
The juicer is like a little robot child. I feed it carrots, wheatgrass, apples, spinach and other treats and it's threaded auger makes an endearing biting sound. I snaps off a piece at a time and chews it thoroughly like a good little robot. It dispenses out the pulp in a pooping manner into my compost container. Like a thoughtful little robot child is that it saves the best part for me. Fresh juice trickles into my cup, dazzling me with its vibrant colors and fluffy froth.
Oh robot boy, you're the best.
