By Christopher Munroe
I can’t believe it’s not butter.
By which I mean I can, I just don’t.
I don’t know what sick game it is you’re playing, what you hope to gain from spreading such an obvious lie, but it’s butter. I know it’s butter, you know it’s butter, so let’s come together and be real about it, here, now, together.
It is butter.
You are a liar.
And it is fucking butter!
I apologize for the profanity, liars just make me so fucking angry, is all.
And such obvious lies, too.
It’s clearly butter.
I can’t believe it’s not.