Neat! I had a similar experience today:
I was in the kitchen with mom (I'm still home for the holidays), and I was getting a leftover calzone from the fridge (it was wrapped in tinfoil). It was pretty heavy, (she overpacks her calzones), so I joked around a bit.
"Hey, mom, is this a calzone or a shriveled head?" I put it down on the counter, still joking. "Oh no! A shriveled head!" And then I opened it...
It was a ball of meat the size of two fists, with a vertebre sticking out, meat and fat conglomerated around it... The remains of last week's ham! The clock said "11:11," which is a wierd number in general. Alas, I was awake.
It rivaled the two-headed fish incident, though.
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