With
gratitude to God and with heaviness of heart, we the Blessing family
regret to announce the THROWING AWAY of our python meat for lack of
liver (courage) to consume the delicacy so well prepared. Actually, the cooking
enhanced the skin colour patterns making it look more alive than dead. In fact, my
super strong, super brave, ebube dike, heavy-chested, the man who
carries two cement-filled 200 litre
drums for dumb-bells husband, completely ran away from the pot (for the
first time since we got married) and declared with authority and finality, that the
sumptous meal be evicted from his humble abode (another first, rejecting
food). I gladingly, happily, rejoicing and without a second thought,
threw the errant meat as far as I can throw. I then washed my pot with
jik, bleach, klin, omo, sand and arial, and every stain-removing solution imaginable, to remove any evidence that might remain.
Well, we were able to bruise the serpent's head but could not
devour it. May its flesh rot without smelling in Jesus name, and my husband screams
amen.
Thank God for marriage. In my parents house, I wouldn't think
of cooking the snake, let alone eat it. It was fun while it lasted though. At
least it kept my husband from caressing the pot as usual. LOL!
May God fill our marriage with fun-filled moments in Jesus name, amen.
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