I didn't want sauce. I changed my mind after I tasted the fish. I got water to wash down my food. I gagged behind the wall, where you couldn't see.
I asked for a smaller piece the next time. Did I not like it? Of course I liked it, I just wasn't hungry.
The house smelled of fish for days.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
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