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One of our neighbours when I was a kid used to go rabbiting down Exminster marshes and brought one into us for Sunday lunch once - it was absolutely gross! I can still remember the smell of it cooking and am actually feeling nauseous just thinking about it.
Watched Lash cut into a potato today which was rotten as a pear +o( . I remember Sam when he was about 2 years old half way merrily chomping his way through a slug - he was half way through and just about to pop the other half in when I got there. Me I eat pretty revolting things usually on a Saturday night after a night on the juice.
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