Monday, February 24, 2003

IT CAME FROM THE OLD

IT CAME FROM THE OLD COUNTRY:
- I can’t eat that.
- Why not?  It’s delicious!
- Are you kidding?  It’s not even food.
- You know that’s not true.  You’re just not used to it.
- And I don’t want to be.
- Come on, give it a try.  Broaden your horizons.
- I like my horizons where they are, thank you very much.
- Where I grew up, we ate this all the time.
- Yeah, and that’s probably why you moved away.
- No it’s not.  I’ve missed it for years.
- Well I hope you enjoy it.  I can’t put that in my mouth.
- Loosen up.  Doesn’t it smell great?
- It doesn’t look bad, but it smells like something someone already ate.
- You’re gross.  It’s a delicacy.  Just try one bite.
- What’s it worth to you?
- Not this much.  Forget it.  You’ve got a bad attitude.
- And you’ve got bad taste.
- Yeah, me and 50 million of my best friends.  Whatever.  More for me.
- So is it as good as you remembered?
- Oh my goodness.
- That’s not the face of someone who’s enjoying a tasty delicacy.
- I don’t know what happened.  Maybe it went bad.
- Maybe it started bad.
- I’ve been dreaming of this for months.  I remember it tasting so much better.
- Don’t feel obliged to finish it.  You’ll make yourself sick.
- This is so disappointing.
- What to get a pizza?
- I think I lost my appetite.

that's just the way it seemed to me at 08:08 PM


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