If Only I Was Hungry

Dude did you eat that salsa. Chewing on this pink air makes me feel like i am chewing on a pretty pink flamingo that flaps his wings to the beat of my bite. While shedding feathers of pink lemonade, staining my tongue pink like a bed of pink roses. As the salty sweet goldfish enters my mouth, nicknamed Nemo by my tongue since once he was found him he found love, my tongue is taken on a trip of searching of salty sweet goodness. Pepsi falls down my throat like a caramel-colored, 150 calorie Niagra Falls, tingling me with its invigorating caffeinated vortex with a touch of natural flavors. Brownies enter my mouth taking me on more than a sugar rushed filled trip, maybe for this reason the rest of these foods tasted so vividly.