Deep Six South
An Affair of Acquired Taste
He couldn't say for certain when the thought first crossed his mind. Maybe thatís because he couldn't really remember a time when it wasn't there. It's not like something he hadn't done before. But he did hope for something a little different this time.
She wasn't as young as the others. He moved right along with them. You shouldn't forget that. Time and taxes, right? You'd think he'd run out of clothes. Except for those times, he was known to be a pretty neat and orderly individual.
His words of advice to neophytes was "donít wear anything knitted, that's all. "The rest is in developing your own style".
His own 'style' didn't take too long. Sometimes he would play with them awhile. He'd say it was kinda cool when they thought he was going to let them go. "They'll do anything you ask of them", he'd say. He admits however, that he was thoroughly entertained watching their expressions when they would learn the truth.
Say, if you're not busy and you think you might want to know more, why not stop over for cocktails? We'll slap something on the grill and I'll share some more stories with you. I've got some of the sweetest ground round you've ever tasted. It sort of smiles up at you while you cook it.
Don't be long baby.
One ladle serves the soup that feeds the mouths of the many. Is there one in your hand?
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