manlycornhusk's blog post - Mustard-Mania

Maybe the first thing you think about when Germany is mentioned is a big stein of beer. Me...it's all about the mustard.

In my possession is a large jar of real, pungent, tantalizing and unparalleled German Mustard....and I'm not afraid to use it.

It calls to me from the refridgerator, it winks as me every time the door is opened. I find myself daydreaming about mustard sandwiches, mustard on my cereal, mustard in my coffee. I can't stop sampling it with my finger. I'd put other parts of me in it as well but I'm not able to lick it back off. "Note to self: must work on becoming more flexible". I want to wash in it, sleep in it, make a hat out of it and wear it on my head....mustard, glorious mustard...yummy.

Hey, nosey...what are you looking at...don't get any ideas...that mustard is off limits. Don't make me whack you. It's mine, my mustard, all miiiiiinnnnnneeeee...Ya ha ha(maniacal laughter)

Not too obsessed, am I..lmao

Peace and Love and Spice of Life