Unbecoming quite appealing

Strange surrounds me

In life you have lovers and haters.
Those who do and those who do not.
Those who want to say "they're" those who say "their" or "there" and those who don't know how to use the word.

I say use it all "thier'yre", take that.

In my dreams sometimes I sit in a theatre watching the "myself" on screen looking at me in the audience. A huge green dinosaur walks up to me (the me on the screen) and swallows me whole, taking me to the realm of tiny little devil's disguised as fallen skin flakes from scratching my aunts back. They stabbed fiercely with their toothpicks.

Dancing naked is not something I do a lot, but I'm naked underneath my apparel so it's the same difference. Right?

And devils misuse "their'yre" power. They come in forms of politicians, yacht owners and gynecologists. You can't even make this stuff up.

But I digress.

I love birds.
I love elephants, so much.
I love popping blackheads.

I love alot and hate minimally.

I hate fast food.
I love soul food.

I love Christmas but not presents. And I love ham.

I love watching Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmerman. My dream job.
Traveling the world seeking sustenance through strangeness and blood sausage.

Many times I hear people say, penny for your thoughts.

I'm worth so much more than that.