They asked us to slaughter it; we asked if we could keep it in our room.
Sarah got the play-by-play, "you took Biology classes, right?", from the way to know it was grass fed to the lop-sided balls.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Not for da vegan friends
We negotiated a free ride to the grocery store with our hotel employees. They'd drop us off at Jit, then go and pick the goat for dinner and come back for us.
They asked us to slaughter it; we asked if we could keep it in our room.
Sarah got the play-by-play, "you took Biology classes, right?", from the way to know it was grass fed to the lop-sided balls.
They asked us to slaughter it; we asked if we could keep it in our room.
Sarah got the play-by-play, "you took Biology classes, right?", from the way to know it was grass fed to the lop-sided balls.
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