Only been back two days and the bad-mouthing begins...
It's been a bad day for meat. Or a day for bad meat.
I had a burger for lunch that, despite my usual Bone Gnawery tummy, did bad things to my internal workings. Much gurglings and poppings and sudden cramp-like pains.
Then, on the way home, I was startled by a pile of caribou heads. Their HEADS. Sitting there in various stages of decomposition. Leering unpleasantly
Then, when I finally did get home, there came the stink of rotten flesh from next door. They must be cleaning out the seal meat pantry from last year or something.
Summertime in Barrow. Gah all around.
I had a burger for lunch that, despite my usual Bone Gnawery tummy, did bad things to my internal workings. Much gurglings and poppings and sudden cramp-like pains.
Then, on the way home, I was startled by a pile of caribou heads. Their HEADS. Sitting there in various stages of decomposition. Leering unpleasantly
Then, when I finally did get home, there came the stink of rotten flesh from next door. They must be cleaning out the seal meat pantry from last year or something.
Summertime in Barrow. Gah all around.