Octopus

Yesterday I was the butt of the joke. That's fine with me. Here's what happened:

I was walking with Liz downtown. On the way we stopped at the grocery for water, only I waited outside. I was standing next to the fishtanks, and one of the guys was putting the octopus from the tank into a bowl. All of a sudden he dropped it, and I made a little squeak. I made a squeak because those things freak me out. They're really small ones, the body is about 3 inches long and the tentacles maybe a foot.

Anywho, the guy picks up Mr. Octopus, and then turns to me. "Do you like octopus?" he asks me. I reply that no, I don't in fact like octopus, but that just means more for him. He laughs at this. The whole time he's talking to me, I notice that he's winding the tentacles around the little guy, so that maybe he can throw him back into the tank. Man, was I so wrong. He continues talking, and then slowly (so that I can HEAR the noise of the slurp) puts this LIVE octopus in his mouth, and swallows it.

I'm seriously not kidding when I let out a gasp and my entire body shuddered. I can't believe he ate that thing RAW and ALIVE. To each his own though.....