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Comment from frogbook
Hahaha. Great picture to depict your dilemma. What a combination-my stomach is turning thinking about it. This is another clever and funny piece of work.
reply by the author on 17-Jan-2017
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Hahaha. Great picture to depict your dilemma. What a combination-my stomach is turning thinking about it. This is another clever and funny piece of work.
Comment Written 17-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 17-Jan-2017
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Thank you, FB, for giving this a look. Bill
Comment from djsaxon
Hi Bill. Oh boy, I have been in this movie :-) I remember the first time I 'ate the worm.' Disgusting, but at least I got an achievement certificate from the restaurant (and a very large alcohol bill). cheers - DJ
reply by the author on 13-Jan-2017
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Hi Bill. Oh boy, I have been in this movie :-) I remember the first time I 'ate the worm.' Disgusting, but at least I got an achievement certificate from the restaurant (and a very large alcohol bill). cheers - DJ
Comment Written 13-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 13-Jan-2017
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Thank you, DJ, for giving this a look.
Comment from JoAnn Forsberg
Sounds like a horrible moment in consumption. Yikes, no snails for me, pickled or not. I guess warm tequila might be the reason why people have eaten some strange things in life. Of course excellently written and makes the point desired.
Blessings, Jo
reply by the author on 13-Jan-2017
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Sounds like a horrible moment in consumption. Yikes, no snails for me, pickled or not. I guess warm tequila might be the reason why people have eaten some strange things in life. Of course excellently written and makes the point desired.
Blessings, Jo
Comment Written 13-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 13-Jan-2017
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Thank you, JoAnn, for reviewing this. Bill
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Thank you, JoAnn, for reviewing this. Bill
Comment from nomi338
Tequila, whether cold or warm is poison to me. Here I was all set to enjoy my last night of bachelorhood and I was introduced to two shots of tequila and my night of planned freedom was placed under arrest by violent retching as my best man was forced to take me home and put me to bed. Of course it had nothing to do with the gallon of scotch my best man, one other Navy vet and I had consumed earlier in the day.
reply by the author on 13-Jan-2017
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Tequila, whether cold or warm is poison to me. Here I was all set to enjoy my last night of bachelorhood and I was introduced to two shots of tequila and my night of planned freedom was placed under arrest by violent retching as my best man was forced to take me home and put me to bed. Of course it had nothing to do with the gallon of scotch my best man, one other Navy vet and I had consumed earlier in the day.
Comment Written 13-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 13-Jan-2017
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Did anything look like this picture?
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It was over 40 years ago so I don't remember much other than being sick as hell. LOL.
Comment from Bucketlist
A fun 5-5-5 poem
Sorry but I can only get 5 syllables in Line 2
"No more pickled snails"
Happy Friday 13th
If I'm wrong I'll eat crow!!!!
reply by the author on 13-Jan-2017
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A fun 5-5-5 poem
Sorry but I can only get 5 syllables in Line 2
"No more pickled snails"
Happy Friday 13th
If I'm wrong I'll eat crow!!!!
Comment Written 13-Jan-2017
reply by the author on 13-Jan-2017
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You're right. I must have ... well, forgotten two syllables.
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How about ' awful,' pickled slugs LOL