I like salad.

But I like the word "injection", even more. It's such a piercing, assertive, direct word that is totally non ambiguous in its existence.

There's no way to make a sissy injection. They are either badass, like a fuel injection engine, or scary, like a heroin injection. Or wait...on second though, maybe there are sissy injections. Like botox.

Unlike fuel injection engines, which I know nothing about, I know only slightly more than nothing about botox injections as a result of a recent GQ article discussing exorbitant and obscenely expensive beauty treatments....for men. This included chemical peels and micro dermabrasion and writers experiencing it. GQ is such shit here.

The things we do in the name of journalism. But it was all good in the end. He had qualms about doing it, but concluded that he would do it again. I'd rather go for the microdermabrasion.

The question is what kind of injection am I?

Do the face muscles of this blog need relaxing? Does it need to go on a high? Maybe viagra, seeing the unhealthy amount of school work that has made this blog what it is right now. And a healthy dose of nonsensical rambling. Logic like buses, bendy ones. It's all about the vibe after all, isn't it. It's not what you say, but how you say it.

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fiverforthelips, the botox, viagra, vibe injection.