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| Holy, Schmoley. |
Ian W. Cooper
Tonight’s bedtime snack is really something. We had
some leftover Bush’s Beans, some leftover chili, and a couple of teaspoons of
leftover, home-made beef gravy. We chopped up a couple of slices of
slightly-gone onion. We put in a segment of frozen red pepper. We sprinkled
that with a bit of salt, even more freshly ground black peppercorn, and then
hit it again with our new garlic salt and chili shaker, also with a
grinder-head on it, which we got for a buck and a half at a local dollar store.
On the bottom of the mess tin, before we threw
anything else in, were a couple of frozen beef wieners, cut up with a sharp
knife sort of thing.
Hopefully that won’t kill us.
And if that don’t make you crack a real good sweat about two a.m., I don’t
know what will.
But this, I think, is one of the reasons for our longevity around here.
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