Gluttony not seen since the orgies of ancient Rome

This past Friday, one of the participants on the political blog Little Green Footballs invited a group of "lizards" -- as LGF regulars have nicknamed themselves -- to watch the second Presidential debate and enjoy a generous spread of munchies. Our hostess, known online as grayp, has corresponded with Rugby online and admires his acute socio-political commentary...

yes grayp is a nice lady!!!

...but she was unable to include Rugby in the invitation because she owns an energetic little beagle called Molly.

uncle bob, plz convey to grayp that there are no hrard feelings on my prat??! after you explianed to me taht beagles have a genectically hardwired teRROR Of rats, hmamsters, gerbils, mice, & other small rodenst, i fully understood why grayp could not host me. it must be difficlut to care for a pet w/ that kind of phobia & i coommend grayp for puttign Mollys intrests first.

Rugby, that is very gracious and mature of you.

well i am almost 1 YEAR OLD now!!! that is past college age for rats!!

Yes, I know, and since we're not sure exactly when you were born, I think maybe we can have your birthday on Hallowe'en...

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
uncle bob, put up the scrary photoshopped picture of me!!

You mean this one?

yes!!! thats what i want to be for HALLLOWEEN / my brithday!!!

Okay, we can discuss that later.

Anyway, grayp had laid out a really nice spread of chips, breads, cheeses, and fruit to keep our stamina up as we vied to shout out the best retorts to Kerry. (I should mention that LGF "lizards" are overwhelmingly voting for Bush in 2004; many are lifelong Republicans, and many more -- myself among them -- are former Democrats who have recoiled from the worldviews of the Democratic left and swung rightward for Bush. I'll happily go back to the Democrats in 2008 if they get their act together, but not this time around.)

L to R: Right Wing Conspirator (aka Devon) with Kayla the dog, Ann (aka Ann), EW1 (SG) (aka Scott), grayp (aka Pam) with Molly the dog, Frank IBC (aka Frank)

But I'm digressing from the topic, which is FOOD.

yay!!! i like food...

Yes, I know. I would single out grayp's bowl of green grapes dusted with granulated sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg. I normally don't believe in sugaring fresh fruit, but the addition of the spices was simple and brilliant... YUM. I think she mentioned something about pre-soaking the grapes in orange juice, too -- maybe I can persuade her to post the recipe in the comments section.

Anyway, when it was time to leave, grayp was urging us to take some of the surplus hors d'ouevres off her hands, and I took home a ziplock bag with big handfuls of tortilla chips and peasant bread, along with some cheeses and fruit wrapped separately. I got home all drunk and sleepy, and had the presence of mind to put the perishables in the fridge, but left the ziplock bag of chips and bread on the couch before crawling into bed. I also left the "basement door" of Rugby's multilevel habitat wide open...

So, I wake up the next morning, and the bag's nowhere to be seen. I finally found it empty under the TV cart, looking as though a mako shark had been at it. I discovered a small handful of tortilla chips and some half-eaten bread slices cached next to my shoes in the foyer. And in Rugby's cage, I found one very drowsy rat suddenly looking like William Howard Taft.

ha ha it was SO wroth it!!!

Here, lardass, get some exercise...

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Posted by Rugby the Rat | 9:51 PM |