How Much I Love Onions

I love onions so much.

The more the better. I want that sandwich good and nasty.

In fact, if the kitchen isn’t cloudy with the fumes of onions and my mouth isn’t sore from how many are stuffed into the sandwich, it’s not enough.

I’m pretty sure I’m making it so that nobody ever wants to live with me.

 

 

 

 

 

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