I usually go through phases where all I want is Thai food. This will last about 10 days until my stomach is starved for something more substantial, and I'll eat only western food for 10 days. This cycle continues throughout the year, but every once in a while I find myself craving Sushi. So, last week Nuch and I went to a local place, and I got my raw fish fix.
Keeping with tradition, Nuch OD'd on wasabi.
The people sitting next to us brought their cat, Choco. He was very well-behaved, but I thought his leopard-print sweatshirt clashed with his own feline fur. There's something wrong with one genus wearing the skin of another genus within the same family. You don't see humans wearing gorilla-skinned suits - at least, not to dinner.
We got into a long talk about cats and showed them pictures of Tipper and Kitty - I know we're strange, but this lady was nuts. She told us that Choco could talk! With subtle variations of "meaow", he could say "Mom" - maa and "I don't want" - mai ow
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