I am full of food and drink. I feel like those geese that the French force feed to make foix gras. If a crafty butcher were to slaughter me now, extract my liver, flash fry it and feed it to a table of gastronomes, I expect that I would be delicious.
Given my festive diet, I hazard that I would taste as if I had been marinated in Bailey’s Irish Cream, After Eights and eight Cadbury’s Selection Boxes.
I would make a very nice starter for your New Year’s banquet. Stuff an apple in my mouth, heat me up gently and wish me a Happy New Year. Go on. You know you want me.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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