DearScotty

I helped teach four classes in a row and hadn’t eaten anything all day. I was starving. You could imagine the joy I felt when it appeared we were having fried shrimp for lunch. They can’t mess that up? Could they? Not exactly, no. On closer inspection we were having battered fish. Well, maybe that wouldn’t be so bad. I do like fish sticks back home. I took a bite and waited to taste something weird, but that didn’t quite happen. I assumed from the first bite it was safe to eat. As I brought the fish in for another bite I dropped the fishy on the plate. I was eating pregnant fish. I’ve heard about this before but never tried it. It was loaded with tiny white eggs. I manned up and finished the first one. It didn’t taste so bad, it was more of the idea that made it difficult to eat. I was about to try the second one when I noticed it’s eyeball. Apparently, the batter doesn’t stick well to the eye sockets. That was it; I couldn’t eat the rest of my meal. I normally eat the cigarette ash noodle things (cognac) but couldn’t stomach it today. Kyuushoku defeated me today. You bastards don’t know how lucky you are to have Taco Bell’s Crunch Wrap Supreme and Carl’s Jr’s Buffalo Chicken Sandwich.

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