[HPFGU-OTChatter] Why are we discussing food, asks Morsel Crusty

[Morsus Crustum]

<Morsus said (BTW, is this a real name: Morsus Crustum?  If so, *big*
apologies for making a joke out of it...I couldn't resist )>

*wipes tears of mirth out of eyes* Oy! That is the best spoof I have heard
yet! No, it's not a real name. At all. It's latin for "Painful Bread".
Which, actually, has to do with food in the first place.



<I imagine we will move on to other things.  However, we are for now,
officially, "The Stepford Wives on Acid".>

*looks weirded out* Okaaaay. Do I even want to ask?

By the way...on the topic of food (and I'm sure this has long since been
covered) could anyone tell me what treacle is? I never got that...

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Morsus Crustum (good ol' Crusty)

Merry Misadventures From your local *cough* world traveler:
El Sol De Mexico:
In Mexico, when you climb into a cab, (if the driver doesn’t rob and kill you straightaway), you’ll have the pleasure of stopping to pick up, in rapid succession: a seventy-year-old woman holding a leaky basket of dead fish, two guys with machetes, and for an encore, a shirtless guy carrying a five-gallon jug of gasoline.  This would be one time when I would advise you to extinguish all smoking materials.  Halfway up a steep hill, on a blind curve, the car will stall.  The driver, who is after all a professional, will get out, pop the hood, and begin banging on the engine with a rock.  Maintenance completed, he will stuff himself back into the driver’s seat, turn the salsa music up to ten, and fly on up the hill at eighty miles an hour.  
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