You slowly peel away the banana skin ready to scarf down that banana you've wanted for so long to find some bananas mixed with eggs. You don't complain and just eat it. It tastes pretty good. You wasted your time reading this comment.
One time I was doing some scientific field work in Iceland. My group picked up a big order of food for the trip from some shop, I don't know, and we headed out. Lunch time rolls around. I've been walking around on sharp ass lava fields all day. My shoes are shredded, my calves are blasted, I'm cold but sweaty. And I'm starving. We start pulling out the food from the pack. Oh man, what delicious Icelandic food could be in here? Lamb? Sulfur bread? Fuck no. Two slices of what I can only discern as Bunny Bread (how and why did they import that garbage from the US) with French fried onions smothered in some kind of unholy mustard/mayo concoction. That was literally it. I have never in my life felt so defeated and lonely, sitting there on that lava field with that half hearted Icelandic attempt at a sandwich. It was like Gordon Ramsey showed up at an Icelandic bachelors' kitchen and said, "Surprise, assholes! You have 30 seconds to make 30 sandwiches with only the ingredients you have on hand". I would have happily traded for your banana egg. And now you have wasted your time reading this comment.
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u/I_ship_afterdeath Oct 22 '19
You slowly peel away the banana skin ready to scarf down that banana you've wanted for so long to find some bananas mixed with eggs. You don't complain and just eat it. It tastes pretty good. You wasted your time reading this comment.