40 cents

40 cents was the reward. Oysters were eaten. They were weird. Not ment to be chewed, sniffed, but rather licked and swallowed. I think one was stuck in my esophagus for 20 minutes. Fortunately I was able to wash it down with a North Carolina pulled pork sandwich. North Carolina was the reason for the oysters to begin with. There should be a ceremony for each time pulled pork is eaten. I can't drink scotch tonight because I have to drive home. If only driving drunk was as easy and fun as driving drugs. Drugs for my weddingfarts. One day I want to play basketball with hairless people, people with no eyebrows. Who needs eyebrows anyway? just another part of your face to collect dirt.