Guys, for the last couple of months I am getting more and more concerned about pesticides or other chemicals in the food an average person in Canada can buy.I'm not kidding you guys, I'm just getting more and more serious about it. How come? Well, it is a long story of kinda complicated relations with my boyfriend. Hate and love? I wish it was.
My boyfriend, Samuel Crappy, eats a lot (just like other male species, I guess), and his preference is to gobble as much food as his stomach may store. 
Thus he usually buys conventional (non-organic) produce and feeds his face until some soap opera on TV catches his attention. But I have to admit, I really love watching him eating it's like watching a bleeding cow thrown into a pool of piranhas. Why the hell am I telling you that? Well, guys it's because Sammy encountered a problem that the last man on Planet Earth would like to have. 
