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January 15, 2008

Where Tastebuds Go to Die

The dried fig: proof that I will eat anything left long enough on my desk.

So putrid that not even the pests came for it after a day of leaving it out.


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  1. cakeboy — January 17, 2008 @ 5:07 pm

    victoria, do you know what an audrey 2 is.

  2. victoriaJanuary 17, 2008 @ 10:54 pm

    Is that from the little shop of horrors? OMG. If so, you’re right. And it’s totally creepy.

  3. eyes — January 17, 2008 @ 11:22 pm

    Hmm I actually enjoy munching on dried figs :D

  4. Hamie — January 18, 2008 @ 1:54 pm

    eeerrr….dried figs of such tend to hide some creepy crawlers in the fruit. read: worms/bugs (color is white, sometimes earthy), and still alive and crawling.

    Eyes, if you really love it, do split it and take a good look before you pop.

    i quit eating ‘em long ago, when i got a hit rate of 40% per handful. tat’s a lot…..

  5. cakeboy — January 18, 2008 @ 2:40 pm

    yes, vick, a.k.a “tooie”. your pictures are freaking me out. you ate tooie!

  6. victoriaJanuary 18, 2008 @ 2:53 pm

    cakes> She didn’t taste tooie good.

  7. cakes — January 23, 2008 @ 5:37 pm

    believe it or not i found a bag of “nature’s wonders” on the dining table just yesterday. thought about you, and then walked off.

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