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More nog, please -- hold the eggs! Free
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened?" he thought. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dark weather....
Ah, the dining habits and table manners of some species! Sheesh.
A revenge-based dish like that’s best eaten cold.
Then again, when contemplating revenge, it’s best to dig two graves — one for your place setting, and one for your etiquette tutor.