I got to the place, and I was greeted by a nice young man behind the counter who took my order. I got my usual mix of arugula and romaine, and as he expertly stuffed it into the plastic container, I noticed something wasn't right.
He had a large mass hanging from his left earlobe.
It was spongy and sort of crumpled, like a very large wad of gum.
AAAUGH.
It was way worse than this case of cauliflower ear

and nowhere near as bad as this ear tumor on a 19th century Chinese man

But nevertheless, it was difficult to watch a guy with a cauliflower-ish tumor dangling from his fleshy earlobe about to prepare my lunch!
I mean, I like cauliflower in my salad and all.
But cauliflower in my salad guy's ear? Wrong. Wrong wrong all sorts of wrong.
And now I begin my long descent into Hell.
2 comments:
Vom.
Hee. Sorry. I should post a warning!
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