Clamato

New England keeps tricking me with these weird, fancy words. Like how "chowdah" is chowder, which is sort of like clam gumbo. And how there's mayonnaise on everything. And "shrimp" are called "prawns" and "creeks" are called "peechogies" and "fixin' to" is called "did you just say 'fixin' to'?" It's a strange and wonderful place, full of splendor and lazy people.

But you can't tell me it's okay to drink booze with clam juice and tomato juice, no sir. I understand clamato is like the state flower of Canada, but maybe that's why Americans don't like you, Canada. Because they can't find you on a map.

At times like this only Beartato makes sense. The same could be said for BoaSaS.

I have an appointment with an accountant in about six hours where I will desperately try to explain myself. Wigureturns Friday. Remain afloat.