6.3.12

Rye: Day 7

We headed down to the beach one last time since it was our last day.
And, uh. Put shells in jars.
Riveting.




So you might be wondering what that wonderful thing Selina cooked up for me to eat is. 
It's deep fried butter.
Yeah, that's right.
I don't remember how the events leading up to this point unfolded exactly, but it involves a dare to eat something horrible and deep fried. Her challenge was to make deep fried butter and mine was to eat it.
To be honest it tasted alright, although I could feel my heart slowly dying with each bite.


Anyway.

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