No, your Brainwashed brain isn’t even washed, it is stinky cause your mommy never taught you how to clean yourself when you were a child, because you we’re stupid and ugly and a unloveable child, so now you walk around thinking foul minded, stupid things in stupid places, surrounded by stupid people and stupid music with stupid cuisine, and your weather when you leave your stupid places to go to your stupid car is also stupid, cause your stupid… so stuuuuuupid!
Dude, I hang out in awesome places, not fast food restaurants like you. Everyone loves me, and the car I was driving in the tornado weighs like 2 tons, has all wheel drive, traction control and stability control.
You don’t know shit about anything.
I mean you have to realize that you’re the scummy homeless guy who eats slop every day and for the life of you can’t figure out how to live a decent life. And I’m the one with the retirement fund and the nice cars and the vaginas lurking all around. You’re just a textbook example of a hater. It makes me feel sad for you.
Best breakfast in bed Ive heard of was some dude waking up to two girls in whipped cream feeding him strawberries while another was sucking his dick.
The second best breakfast is a cup of hot tea on a camping chair overlooking a misty morning mountain lake.
Maybe thats the first best, the girls second.
Too bored and nauseous for breakfast these days, so I go straight to brunch… oh woe is me for a bowl of cereal 
Tell a lie… I often have an orange with my morning coffee, and apparently anything that contains calories eaten during the breakfasting hours is considered having a breakfast, so I have not wholly given up on breakfast.
Mikes. Well baked potatoes and excellent eggs.
Old man pulling the hair and fooling around about the waitress. He gets away with it. Has always gotten away with it…
Cold outside, winter sets in quickly. Montrealers are getting back into their element. People becoming rugged again.
In the summer, this town is so breezy that you’d almost believe the world can actually be organized without too much bloodshed. In the winter it’s so nice I don’t care about the rest of the world too much.
Montreal can show that there is a difference between “refined” and “pussy”. They are in a sense more refined than the French, because they are just so god damned innocent of religion.
Well it’s a brunch and it’s a slightly-sweetened black Lavazza and 3 fried eggs and 4 mushrooms… coz that’s all I got to work with for breakfast 
Dinner will be whole rabbit, but not sure how yet… braised perhaps 
The white rabbit was stroked and petted and ended up in the pot… if that’s not a lesson on not to play with your food I don’t know what is.
Only had rabbit once, found it weirdish. Plus I like rabbits too much. This is my foodpolitics. I dont eat duck either. I love them, I would absolutely sooner eat human. But I dont judge.
Breakfast now is a croissant and coffee in a chair our loyal fans will know from the videos but which is now standing outside since we brought in the fakeleather couch from the van.
I don’t like the taste much… I should have gone with the duck. 
You’ve gone with a continental breakfast, I see… mine was simply a black coffee and peanuts.
Yes. I do prefer the Angloxaxon one as you know. But its so sunny out and this chair… im still sitting there.
Sauwelios used to eat duck, all the time…from a chinese place called Nam Kee… but he wasnt doing so hot during that time if I rcall creckly.
Eating Chinese can send one to the hospital… It’s not the purest of foods in terms of additives… better to go with Japanese, Vietnamese or Korean these days… the Chinese don’t care.
Scrambled eggs and a black Lavazza for breakfast earlier…
White-leaf tea and scrambled eggs. White-leaf tea is so refreshing…
Black coffee, 2 fried eggs + 1 egg-white, mushrooms n toms… nice n light.
Turned out to be light out. I guess it counts as breakfast.
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Same as yesterday and the day before, but with two coffees…
Forgot to charge my phone and laptop last night. So I was at Mikes with pen and paper, writing some verses.
Following on from yesterday’s nothing, except a coffee… I had 3 fried eggs n mushrooms and the usual black Lavazza.
Putting sugar in my coffee after just strolling here upon waking up in a couch in the studio. Looking forward a productive day there. Pezer is eating burritos there as we speak.
