The weirding weekend.

[troublecity]

As if electing to go to a nuclear physics center on Valentine's Day wasn't strange enough, my weekend got weirder still, despite our every intention to do very normal things.

Saturday, Feb 14

Sam's last weekend. It was Sam's last weekend in Geneva (!), so we all went out for dinner in Carouge, the small town just to the south of Geneva. We had

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[anonymous]

Part of this story reminds me of a friend who was visiting Spain. She called a local restaurant to order some food and accidently ordered fried "man bits" instead of fried chicken. It makes sense to me that pussy could get all confused, but chicken and shlong? I just don't get it.

Love, Q

By the way, your food is posted on my blog today. www.asologourmet.com