I showed him a bowl of the stuff once and told him what was in it. He looked at me like I'd lost my mind.
That's nothing, though, compared to his views on liver. He can't stand the stuff in any way; not the sight, not the smell, certainly not the taste. When we go out to dinner, he will not go into any restaurant with liver on the menu for fear that I will order it. Wow.
That's nothing, though, compared to his views on liver. He can't stand the stuff in any way; not the sight, not the smell, certainly not the taste. When we go out to dinner, he will not go into any restaurant with liver on the menu for fear that I will order it. Wow.





