What the hell does it mean, you ask? Let me explain.
When I was a little kid, and my mom would cook meals for special occasions I would watch her throw all sorts of peelings, eggshells and other rejected foodstuffs into the kitchen sink. Before the garbage disposal flip was switched, I got to create and play with my...gushy goshy. Basically I added water from the tap, and usually stirred up my concoction of imagined gourmet cooking with a wooden spoon. But to anyone checking out the mess, it was just a bunch of garbage in the sink.
So there you have it, that is what this is all about. My little masterpieces of gushy goshy.
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