I could feed them. All of them.
This is what happens on a slow day at the market. When everyone has a stronger force of will than me. "Take this." They say. Me: "Oh! Gee, thank you! but I already got..." as they shove bushels of radishes into my arms. And stash lettuce beside the cheese cooler. And hide papayas behind the van. I even got (and by "got" I mean "was forced to accept") spam musubi! SPAM! Spaaaaaaammmmmm. Spam-sushi. Like this:
...should I eat it?
5 comments:
Yes!
Memorialize this as the first (and possibly only) comment that I have ever left on a blog.
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Absolutely. You'll regret it if you don't. I promise. Just a bite at least. Come on, you know you want to.
I like bread and butter
I like toast and jam
I like things good and simple
so you should eat that spam sushi...
I'd do it! (eat spam sushi that is) if I had a shit ton of wasabi!!)
Tara! how are you? how's hawaii!?
I have a blog too! che-che-check it out!
miss ya!
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