I'm 3 days in on the "Master Cleanse"...the juice fast that supposedly removes plaque and all sorts of other nasties from your delicate lil intestines. Holy crapping hunger-pangs, Batman. I could eat a cow (or a cow-like shape made of Brussels sprouts....mmmm, Brusselsssss sproooouts....)
I hope this fucktardery is worth it, I better be all shiny and new and glowing with good health at the end of day 10, dammit. Because I would sell my soul for some cereal right now. It's supposed to break my cravings and I know it's a mind-over-matter thing, that I can totally subsist on the lemon-juice, water, molasses, cayenne pepper mix I am shovelling down in leiu of solids, but damn....maybe my MIND would like a big ol plate of nachos right now...mkaaaay?
Rah.
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