Beef is Broke, Need Food

Being a blogger pays about as much as going to sell your plasma and semen, but I don’t feel satisfied or have the ability to buzz 3 beers, after I get done. Entertaining you guys is like being a show monkey, dancing for bananas.

This is why I love peanut butter, jelly, and my toaster. Or cheese, or noodles, or hotdogs. Anything that I can eat for under $5 is my friend. Am I that completely poor? No, but I have bad habits to maintain.

I sacrifice some places so I can keep all the HD channels, drink beer that’s not in a can, celebrate stoner Sundays, and pay for cover. My biggest way to save up for these is not going out to eat. I’m not big on going out to eat for the pleasure of food anyway. I tend to eat out, when it’s for the pleasure of the taste of something else.

I love getting 2 Totino’s personal pans, Texas Pete Garlic hot sauce, and some ranch. Costs well under $3, total.  I’m not Andy Rooney cheap, but I can say that I have grown to love Taco Bell.

I’ll let you know how clogged my arteries are, later.