Went for a meal this evening with Bert the Slug. Bert obviously had to be hidden in my pocket otherwise we wouldn't have been allowed into the restaurant. I tried numerous times to coax him out but he refused believing that if he were visible then the staff and the patrons would throw a fit.
So, I ordered food for two looking like a real greedy guts and appearing to be a rather sad individual. I had to stealthily feed Bert his morsels, carefully putting bits and pieces of food into my pocket for him to eat.
Anyhoo, I got to the shrimp tempura when I was given a rather strange reddish-looking sauce to dip the tempura into. I did so and was revolted. I exclaimed, 'this tastes like vomit!' causing all the customers and staff to stare at me. I dipped a crumb into the sauce for Bert to try and he too agreed that the sauce did taste like vomit.
I alerted the waiter who refused to believe me and refused to try it. So naturally I did the only thing I could do which was to go home, get five cabbages then return and hurl them at the restaurant.
My slugs later returned contaminated the batter.
Duke & Michel: The Mysterious Corridor Skateboarder Michel is freaking out as his cousin Romain has gone missing. Michel sticks his head through a hole in the garden fence and is sucked into a giant vortex. He ends up in a mysterious corridor, with doors leading to strange worlds. He also meets Duke, a food-obsessed, sarcastic Basset Hound, who is searching for his brothers. Together they hunt for their missing relatives, unaware that they are also being hunted by the Master, a villain with a dandruff problem.
Never trust a slug with your laundry. This is advice I should've heeded before I let Gino the Slug wash my smalls. They were washed, folded and in a completely different colour. Naturally I had to punish Gino despite his protestations that it wasn't his fault and that somebody had put a rogue yellow garment into the wash. Now I'm forced to go shopping, which I'm loathe to do, to purchase more undergarments. Gino shall never wash my smalls again, I assure you of that. (He actually won't be doing much of anything at all now).
Tomorrow I venture out and off to Slugland - land of slugs and other slug-related things. I quite often visit Slugland to stock up, find more slugs, learn new slug techniques, slug recipes, visit slug friends and just do all things slug. It's an absolutely fascinating time full of slime, broths and games of chess with the wise old slugs of Slugland. Slugland is just off the A2, if you fancy coming along.
In Maputo I am known for my love of tinned tuna.