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Is There a Story Behind That Speck on the Pillow?
Oh
yes! Seems that
everynight at the villa a certain lizard was dropping little turds on
the Bisquito Grande's pillow. Well, one evening Neal left a little food
scrap that looks a helluva like a lizard turd and then we gave Bisquito
Grande a few drinks. When it was time for bed BG was beside himself
with another, larger lizard dropping. Neal walked over and looked at it
closely and said, "You worry too much, Dude. It is only protein." Then
Bob Savidge proceeded to pick up the thing and put it in his mouth and
suck on
it and swallowed the make believe turd while BG's face and tummy turned
inside out. ROFL. That bean trick was a good one for us juveniles!
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