I can explain: The cheese is cold and there is 1 cheese; my man has had a rough day and needs to get fuckin’ cheesed, yo. Also, you can tell from the comforter threadcount that this is a low-to-middle class worker at the end of their pension, probably a coal miner, and there’s nothing a coal miner loves more than cracking open shells and casings to get little treats inside. This tells us their “rough day” was probably depression over the slow death of the coal industry; ex-coal-miners no longer have anything to crack open but cheese, kinder eggs, plastic scissors for their spouse, hold-n-twist medicine, linguine with clams, little walnuts, canned spaghetti, geodes for kids, mancala, thin legos, banana peel, secret treasure map, warm pepsi, face-down playing card, ziploc bag, latch-lock clam case with hammer, squeeze-open pill pouch, taco bell wrapper, birthday card with five dollars, amazon box, child-lock cabinet.
I can explain: The cheese is cold and there is 1 cheese; my man has had a rough day and needs to get fuckin’ cheesed, yo. Also, you can tell from the comforter threadcount that this is a low-to-middle class worker at the end of their pension, probably a coal miner, and there’s nothing a coal miner loves more than cracking open shells and casings to get little treats inside. This tells us their “rough day” was probably depression over the slow death of the coal industry; ex-coal-miners no longer have anything to crack open but cheese, kinder eggs, plastic scissors for their spouse, hold-n-twist medicine, linguine with clams, little walnuts, canned spaghetti, geodes for kids, mancala, thin legos, banana peel, secret treasure map, warm pepsi, face-down playing card, ziploc bag, latch-lock clam case with hammer, squeeze-open pill pouch, taco bell wrapper, birthday card with five dollars, amazon box, child-lock cabinet.