I was at a pot luck party last night and dropped some omega-3 fatty acid.
Dude, what a bad trip.
I cooked all the recipes from The Martha Stewart Living Cookbook, replacing the beef, chicken and pork with jailbird meat.
She uses a lot of fennel seed, which I misread as fentanyl. Three people fell into a deep coma and died, just like my soufflé.
Two others went on to successful careers smuggling fidget spinners into North Korean concentration camps.
They were the lucky ones.
