Sat - August 23, 2003

Gluttony is not a sin...or at least it shouldn't be



Safety Advisory: Keep your hands and feet out of the feeding area.

It was a red letter day for Inge. Luther went to the fisherman's market at the crack of dawn and bought 5 dozen farm raised oysters. This news had little effect on me. Inge, however, was nearly beside herself with joy. Although I did eat 2 of the baked ones, the idea of eating the raw ones made me a wee bit queasy. Miss Inge demonstrated her technique for enjoying the nasty, slimy mollusks. You can hear me and Newell gagging in the background. She had once bragged that she could eat 3 dozen with no trouble. She didn't anticipate these monsters and only managed to wolf down 11.

I had tuna.


Remember the chocolate I mentioned earlier?

Like the proverbial kid in a candy store.



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