"Hello. Clifford Naileyes, pro botanist,

"Hello. Clifford Naileyes, pro botanist, at your service, Madam." Madam Curry kissed him warmly and pled, "Oh Clifford, come quickly. The genus of my venus flytraps eludes me."
Clifford quickly pocketed the engagement ring he was planning on giving to Madam Curry. Beauty? Yes, but, something held Clifford back. Something stopped the words in his throat
. It was her radioactive tongue. "Ith thith another one of your ethpirimeth?" Clifford spat out Madam Curry' s tongue. "Because if it is, we're through!!" Her exotic Polish-Indian
perogi were stuffed with sauerkraut & potatoes, seasoned with turmeric, chiles, and cumin. Clifford bit into one of Madam Curry's spicy dumplings, first dunking in a savory sauce,
he then slurped up some delicious pho and downed a bowl of kleftiko. Then Clifford's knee started to agitate uncontrollably. The tremors moved to his elbows. Madam Curry's cuisine
were up to their name. The secret of her Phosphorescent Pho was the scintillating ingredients. Cliffords silver gelatin suit turned dark exposing a fractured patella. Madam Curry's
miraculous phosphorescent cous cous was revered in all the six worlds for its curative properties. It was expecially recommended for baldness and penile problems. Either as a cure
Or healing remedy, it tasted great. Boris loved eating couscous after going to an Algerian restaurant in Paris years ago.
It was there that he had met Spinski the couscous server and had fallen in love with her. Boris' old broken heart had healed as he digested her lively dish. He used to go there
to have dinner with Lewinski who was Spinski's sister. He gave up spaghetti for the lure of couscous...he knew of the "Pasta-bilities" Was he really off of his noodle!

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Finished: 2016-07-28 09:58:32

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