“No, no, don’t eat that. That’s dried cuttlefish. That’s like Dad’s favorite. He likes to wander around with part of it sticking out of his mouth.” “I’ma take a little bite.” “You can like nibble it once, but that’s it.” “Mmm.” “What do you think?” “Man, this taste stupid. This taste like some kinda . . . undersea . . . urinal.”
