Hey, Boats!
When you were in the PI did you try baloot? I've always taken a sort of perverse pride in trying anything that could be considered edible but I drew the line at baloot. I remember being in downtown Angeles and those street vendors would come around with those damned things! The smell would knock a buzzard off a shit wagon, but the (ahem) ladies we were with would rush out for some and chow down! There wasn't enough magoo on that whole archipelago for me to try that stuff.
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