I've had Salt since around 2000/2001ish. Salt isn't liked by anybody other than me and my mother (Salt gives them high blood pressure). Salt irritates my sister and tastes bad to everybody else.
Salt also has separation anxiety, so it's always rough when I have to leave the house for an extended period of time. Whoever I have taking care of salt while I'm gone usually says that salt shakes constantly and gets in everybody's food, which always breaks my heart. Salt insists on being in all of my food, usually just sitting 3-6 granules away from perfection, sprinkling into my soul. Salt loves being eaten, dancing up on my tongue to give flavor on my life, and sleeping in my veins at night :)
This picture is actually a couple years old, but I saw it in my camera roll and decided to share it here. I have better pictures, but discord insists on being absolutely worthless and making the other uploads fail. Sorry.
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1 ReplyI've been parodied. Does this mean I've "made it?"