whenever i see a squirrel burying its acorns, i always want to stop and yell: "ha! i know where you're hiding your food!"

i must get away from here. just earlier, i saw myself on an island, and there were:

-fifty-six tyrese virgins
-ligers
-mountains of green tea ice cream, and...oh i won't get started on food but mmm chocolatestrawberriesudonnoodlesseaweedandpork....oh my.