"Surreptitious Pasta" would be the god of all pasta's. It would be the IT pasta that suddenly takes over every Italian menu in LA and eventually the WHOLE WORLD. I would have to buy the GF version and I would eat it every night until I died of a Surreptitious Pasta overdose and was then resurrected by magical Surreptitious Pasta Beans because yes that's right, this pasta would become so amazing that it is transformed into an actual bean with healing abilities. Shia LaBeouf would swear by it and even form a new religion called The Order of The Magical Surreptitious Pasta Bean. From then on, no one would it seriously and the Surreptitious Pasta trend would die out eventually only being brought up as the punchline of sarcastic jokes.
So there you have it! Those are just a few words that would sound great as foods (at least in my head they would). Have a fantastic day!!!
This is apparent in the things people say in their comments about what's happening in Ferguson.
People who kindly smile at jokes that aren't funny, who take care of elderly grandparents with the sincerest concern, tenderly kiss their kids goodnight every evening, and bring their wives flowers just because make THE MOST HORRIFIC blanket statements about "white people" or "black people".
Their hate warps, not just everything around them, but that emotion actually warps who they are.
I hope that doesn't happen to me. I want to see the world as it is and be able to look at the people with whom I share this planet as my neighbors, not as masses of nameless groups that are all against me if they don't happen to share my skin color.
Anger is okay, but when anger turns into active hate that's the beginning of a very big problem.
Paula L. Harvey
...named her blog "Yes Please!" for no apparent reason. She is also a human person (supposedly) from Louisiana who enjoys writing nonsense stories and loudly over-analyzing movies to the point of being annoying to anyone within earshot.
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