I often laugh at Steve’s brand of humor. I thought that the below was really funny, not “real” but funny anyway.
My imagination just took me straightaway to that scenario when I read it. Weird things make me laugh.
Seriously, you serve me uncooked squid one night, then pumpkin and ear soup… with the pumkkin still fully intact…
What I was agreeing with is the emotion that I too would have shared had someone set that food before me.
Language is not always so easily understood, is it?
Last but not least,yes, I figure you have never been his girlfriend and I am sure rodents are not a part of your culinary delight.
The remainder of today’s duck and carrot dinner for tonight’s supper, while I get my head in a place where it will allow me to churn out some political-based emails and system updates.
Taken antihistamine to alleviate the symptoms it can work on, and I’ll just have to wait for the rest to wear off tomorrow… my home-made crushed peanut chocolate and home-made red wine will give me comfort until then.
They are fine on my iPad… it’s my Windows desktop that’s f’ing around. I loaded the image using my iPad and viewed it on my desktop, to then see the horror of the skewed image…
The list of things I can eat, so like what cavepeople ate… all au naturale: meat, fish, eggs, oranges, non-cruciferous vegetables, Bacardi rum and my home-made wine… and that is all.
Bored of it now… I’m thinking of going on a hunger strike until the FSA stops letting the food industry walk all over them and stop fucking with our health.
I’m not sure if anaesthetic is the trigger, or merely the worst trigger out of a bunch of triggers, but it seems to take a year to recover from it. I’ve only had anaesthetic 3 times in my life, so never saw the correlation between it and a declining standard of living, as the fatigue happens over a period of weeks.
…also no grain pulses or fungi, but I do eat them occasionally… at my peril.
The other half of that heady mix will be turned into paleo omelette muffins… to fuel my day of political campaigning ‘tup North’ (as they say up North) tomorrow… along with copious amounts of green and white-leaf tea, and fresh ground black coffee (if I can find some).