Today's writing prompt is:
You open your fridge and realize someone has replaced all your food with things you hate to eat. Describe what's in there.
Here's my response:
What the fuck?! The fridge is stuffed with onions, onions and onions!!!
Red onions, green onions, ... an endless wave of onions glowing the light of revenge.
Onions are *the* most disgusting food on this planet, period.
But that's not all in this fridge. There's also a plate of cheese, which I find gross because I have lactose intolerance ever since I was a kid.
Oh and speaking of lactose intolerance, there's also a giant bottle of milk in the fridge. Milk never fails to make me sick.
There's also a bottle of home-made wine... which is basically just a bunch of poor grapes being squeezed and inhumanely stuffed in the glass.
Moreover, there's a bowl of Tangyuan in fermented glutinous rice soup. In case you're curious, Chinese people call it Laozao Tangyuan -- and it's the worst. It's also *the only* Chinese food that I do not like (that is, besides anything that has onion in it).
A further question is:
Who did this and why?
My response:
My mom. It must be my mom. Who else could have done such annoyingly sweet thing to me?
She did this simply out of her love. She wants me to understand how important it is to be aware of their nutritious nature and to consume them on a regular basis. She believes that if she forces me to do so, then I'll have to do so (or starve to death), and then I'll fall in love with shits such as onion just as much as she does.
In short, it's out of her simple, violent love as a mom.
I don't really perceive most people as malicious... but there are so many people on this world who are striving to love others in a way that actually makes others uncomfortable -- which is sweet, but sad.
You open your fridge and realize someone has replaced all your food with things you hate to eat. Describe what's in there.
Here's my response:
What the fuck?! The fridge is stuffed with onions, onions and onions!!!
Red onions, green onions, ... an endless wave of onions glowing the light of revenge.
Onions are *the* most disgusting food on this planet, period.
But that's not all in this fridge. There's also a plate of cheese, which I find gross because I have lactose intolerance ever since I was a kid.
Oh and speaking of lactose intolerance, there's also a giant bottle of milk in the fridge. Milk never fails to make me sick.
There's also a bottle of home-made wine... which is basically just a bunch of poor grapes being squeezed and inhumanely stuffed in the glass.
Moreover, there's a bowl of Tangyuan in fermented glutinous rice soup. In case you're curious, Chinese people call it Laozao Tangyuan -- and it's the worst. It's also *the only* Chinese food that I do not like (that is, besides anything that has onion in it).
A further question is:
Who did this and why?
My response:
My mom. It must be my mom. Who else could have done such annoyingly sweet thing to me?
She did this simply out of her love. She wants me to understand how important it is to be aware of their nutritious nature and to consume them on a regular basis. She believes that if she forces me to do so, then I'll have to do so (or starve to death), and then I'll fall in love with shits such as onion just as much as she does.
In short, it's out of her simple, violent love as a mom.
I don't really perceive most people as malicious... but there are so many people on this world who are striving to love others in a way that actually makes others uncomfortable -- which is sweet, but sad.