i’m starting to hate that fucking juicer.
when i lived in brooklyn we had one and i think i didn’t mind cleaning it cos we had a million roommates and i wasn’t paying rent so i had to clean out of obligation plus it gave me something to do while being a shut-in so yeah now i just want to bring it up to the top of the building and pitch it over FUCK THAT THING IN ITS STUPID ASS! 25 bucks for ten lbs of fruit = a tiny not even full jug of juice AND i have to prep all the fruit and feed it into the machine then clean the fucking machine and touch all that yuck i think i should’ve got fil those shoes instead. sorry fil.
also, yesterday i cut my finger chopping apples, can i sue kenmore because of that?
dear kenmore, your juicer caused me to slice off my finger, what are you going to do to compensate me?
anyway, i’ve been experiencing some incredibly interesting bowel movements lately.
we had one of the juicers that i think you are talking about. way too much work and too little juice and heavy cleanup = sits and gathers dust for years on top of the fridge. then my parents splurged on this industrial juicer that i guess was something like $500 (i don’t know how much the other one was) and basically you just throw all the shit right in there in huuuge chunks and some of the melons you don’t even have to take the rind off cause it’s actually good for you and then you just blend it all up and you get some fabulous juice and all the fruit gets used so you aren’t wasting anything. Apparently if you put soup in there for five minutes it heats it up… AMAZING! anyway, maybe it’s too much money for a juicer but it was well worth it (obv cause i didn’t pay for it) and i get fresh juice every morning (even better cause my mom makes it). hells yeah for coming home from school broke and hugely in debt and having to live with your parents who make fresh juice every morning. i’d take the juicer back cause it doesn’t seem like you are going to use it.