Frankly, this first photo makes her look like a piece of sweet-and-sour chicken. Maybe it's because I haven't eaten a real meal today. She's less walnut-like than I expected, based on what I was told about her being slightly bigger than a walnut. She looks bloody, as if she didn't give up without a fight. Good on ya, baby!
These other two photos are more clinical to me, therefore less appetizing. Icky little creature, isn't she? May she rest in pieces.
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Never. Reading. Your blog. Again. Right. After. Lunch.
Looks like Orange Chicken actually. Mmmmmmm. Orange Chicken.
I know how to please a crowd, don't I?
Hey! I gots one uh those on my blog, too! CONGRATULATIONS!
That's fuckin' gross.
Lulabelle! I had Ramon removed from my left hand on January 1st. I sort of thought he'd look like a Mexican jumping bean. He actually did resemble a walnut . . .
I wish I would have taken his picture. Because now when I think of him, I always see him waving with little arms. Dunno. Might have been the anesthetic.
Finally - the "next blog" button has paid off.
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