He'd asked a more reasonable question for the owner of a very successful steak-house. He'd asked me 'WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT MEAT?' And I, like some half-crazed, suicidal idiot-savant kamikaze pilot, had asked him to repeat the question, pondered it thoughtfully, then proudly replied, 'Next to nothing!
It was not my finest hour
meu deus to passando mal que dó
— Jul 24, 2026 09:04PM
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