@AshleyEsqueda I... what?!? First off, why did they catch said pigeon? Secondly, maybe he was just on his way to pigeon school?
Why, or why, must cheese lure me in like a sailor, crashing against the rocks to the Siren’s song?
I have been trying to lose weight for a little over a year, and while I have lost 50+ pounds, slimmed up quite a bit, lost several pants sizes, toned up, and drastically changed my eating habits… I CAN’T GIVE UP CHEESE! It’s like a lovely dairy infused drug, and no matter how many times I say to myself, “this is horrible for me,” I can’t stop eating it!
Yes, this is the entire point of the post… my cheese addiction. I love it sliced… melted… cold… room temperature… as a sauce… as a side… fried… as a main course, I don’t care, I just love cheese. Cheddar, Mozzarella, Jack, American, Bleu, Provolone, Parmesan… it doesn’t really matter, if it’s classified as cheese, I want to consume it.
Except cheese in a can, that stuff is just nasty. You can keep that.
So, yes, I am a man on a diet who can’t give up his life-long cheese “problem”, but don’t they say that’s the first step? Admitting you have the problem? Is there such a thing as a “cheese intervention”?