Since I'll go into anaphylactic shock if I so much as look at shellfish, this is will be me ordering at every restaurant this weekend, " *Sigh* I guess I'll have the Maine Beef Wellington...." Cripes, how lame. But I'll make up for it in other ways, "Do your martinis have much shrimp?"

I'll be back Monday with a plethory of whacky stories, I'm sure. But if you start pawing for tales of the deliciously absurd beforehand- check out Chris D's story SCUG. Chris Finn's What Your Favorite Album Says About You. And Functional Ambivalent now posts Sex Day on Saturdays because he's been too busy on Friday. Which sounds like an excuse to me...