monday
last week my dinner sang to me.
it was a somewhat new experience for me.
yet it was undeniable, my entree was singing "mary had a little lamb".
so?
so. i did what any carnitarian would do in my place. i stopping eating the accompanying fava beans, closed my eyes and grabbed my fork.
determined to hear nothing but the silence of the lamb sirloin.
it was a somewhat new experience for me.
yet it was undeniable, my entree was singing "mary had a little lamb".
so?
so. i did what any carnitarian would do in my place. i stopping eating the accompanying fava beans, closed my eyes and grabbed my fork.
determined to hear nothing but the silence of the lamb sirloin.
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“I don’t know, ewe look pretty good” replied Kat.
“I taste wooly baaaad!” bleated the lamb in shear terror.
But Kat rammed her fork into the sirloin anyway.
that might be a record!