Remember that one time when I didn’t eat meat for, like, a zillion years and my cattle rancher family hated me?
And remember that time I was a vegan for a year and the economy went to shit because I wasn’t buying fancy cheese and Red Iguana’s cheese enchiladas?
Well, I’ve done it again. I stupidly decided to take it a step further and try a juice die. For the last week, I’m been juicing all this shit:
Sure the cabbage, apple and carrot juice is delicious, but it tastes nothing like red wine and peanut and butter sandwiches. If I don’t have perfect skin, lose 10 pounds and look five years younger, I’m gonna be forced to cut more than fruits and vegetables.