Fish Heads, Fish Heads, eat 'em up, yum...

So, my sister will kill me if she ever reads this…but I was reminded of it while reading Jon’s blog entry today. In the comments someone mentions sewer rat possibly tasting like pumpkin pie. And I thought…”Sewer rat! HA! Fish Head!” (Fish Head is how I refer to my sister), When FH was little (she is 4 years younger than me), my cousins and I had her convinced that she was actually not a child but a sewer rat. We told her that my mom had found her in a gutter and taken her home and cleaned her up and adopted her. My Great Aunt got involved and Fish Head cried. It was hysterical. I don’t want to hear any shit about how mean that was, I was EIGHT, people! Gimme a break!

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