I spent the morning reading "they survived on human flesh" the tale of the uruguayan rugby team who ate their dead teammates after crashing in the andes mountains.
no big whoop, I thought. I could do it.
then I made my sammich.
needless to say...the hub will have a nice fat yummy sammich awaiting him when he wakes up...
and I'm still really hungry.
2 comments:
Methinks the opposite of yummy is ymmuy. Or would that be the reverse? Hard as hell to pronounce, whatever it is.
I'm vegan, but I'm ok with cannibalism, y'know, in such extreme situations as crashing in the Andes or when there's nothing in the fridge. Perhaps this stems from my underlying loathing of humans...?
;-)
Not feeling carnivorous?
Been there...
My go-to fix when I can't stand the thought (or sight) of food?
Good old Count Chocula cereal.
(Of course I was also pregnant).
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