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I won't even tell you why I'm totally grossed-out but I am and I'm off my feed. I had been looking forward to breakfast and lunch today but now I'm more concerned with not straining something with my dry-heaves. So totally foul. I won't tell you how morbidly disgusted I am. I had a giant cup of coffee and donuts were provided by the workplace but I learned something and I upchucked both coffee and donut. I feel seasick. Goddang. I feel like a hangover after a three-day drunk. Oh wow. I love gory movies and disgusting bloody effects in them but real-life things like footage of medical procedures is icky to me ... until now. Now I think I could enjoy a hotdog while watching some liposuction or eyeball surgery ... because of what I learned. I won't share the horror with you. I won't! Okey, I will. This fruitcake I fight with at work told me that there are ladies that cook up and EAT their placenta after birthin' a baby. Like the animals do. 'Cept the mama goat won't cook up the stuff into a pizza-pie or a stew or a lasagna. There are real ladies that do cook it up. It's such a totally fucked story that I believe it.

Tonight - Eagle's Drift In.

Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!

Gotta drink so's I can eat.

bye-ee!

whrr ... clik!