I know you've all been waiting with "baited" breath for the follow up on the grossest post.
Remember Major Carp?
I finally got brave and gutted him.
Here's how he looks now. No. I haven't actually washed the bottle yet.
Surprisingly, I didn't gag once this time.
He was mostly full of vinegar and fruit.
No oil to go rancid.
So I barely smelt it.
But it was so heavy I think he gave me carp-al tunnel.
Since I'm only about a quarter Polish, does that make me a Tadpole?
Those jokes were a little fishy.
In case you were wondering what my house looks like right now:
I'm a shameless slob when I pack.
Speaking of fish, did you know there's actually a fish called the Horneyhead Chub?
Meet Mr. Chub:
He was last seen swimming with the River Carpsucker.