Beached whale

Someone should text the Seri Chief down there at Punta Chueca.

Let him know about those two windfalls before they get too ripe. They would be up here in a few hours with chain saws, axes, hatchets, cleavers, knives and ice cream scoopers. There would be nothing left in a very short time but the bones and a lot of happy tummies back at the Rez!

Ain't nothing in the world as sweet as a slab of naturally aged tender black bloody salty baby Fin Whale meat deep fried in a disco filled with Fin Whale blubber.

Bring yer own Gaviscon.

JJ
 
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