Curiosity Killed Cats

H-E was from Nebraska, of America’s Heartland.

Did she eat her Wheaties?

Nope.

She ate eggs and bacon.

Did she eat toast with the eggs and bacon?

She wanted to, because a moderate amount of eggs and bacon never truly quenched her breakfast appetite, bon appetite, she wished to be petite, her wish to jingo, without jingoism, or a jazz incomplete. Buttered toast would, if and only if, she got herself some orange joissance.

Because a moderate amount of eggs and bacon didn’t quench her breakfast ambitions,H-E would stuff her face with an immoderate amount. Say twelve eggs, and twelve rastors of bacon– each and every morning, including Sunday. No fast on Sunday.

She followed up her gorging with her chores, which burned calories. She was out in the sun, and exposing various bugs to nibble on her rather goddess skin.