Come on, you're lying, right?
Speaking of crap, when I was a kid, maybe fourteen or so, I used to eat potato chips all the time. Loved 'em. So this one night, I see this little dark piece of something on my bed, and you know, I just assumed it must be a little burnty piece of potato chip.
I popped it in my mouth and started chewing, and to my shock and disgust, it was actually one of my own hardened dingleberries...ooh, I can still remember the taste of it. Nasty!
in uganda ...would have been an insult had I refused
