I'm just gonna go ahead and brag about my juicer. Is it possible to really love a machine so much?
example: I slaved over opening 3 pomegranate fruits today.
All 3 combined made over 2 and a half cups of beautiful ruby seeds
my beauty
okay, the boy is pretty beautiful too
that's the pulp. that's it. It's the size of a raccoon's turd or squirrel?
My hairy face man and spawns drank down the juice while I ran upstairs and sanded my bumpy face with the turd pulp.
Ahh, a spa moment.
I really love my juicer.
-The End
