Mum got me to eat A MAN this week. Yep. An actual piece of a fella. I say fella, it could have been a woman – in fact, for fear of offending anyone, we’ll just say I ate part of a person.
Now, I’m all for new experiences and giving things a go, yet even for an open minded, worldly wise, see-it-done-it broad such as myself, this request was a bit of a bolt from the blue.
My present diet prides itself on encompassing a wide variety of tried and tested, wholly nutritious and scarily bland fare with which no-one
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