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Tuesday, September 05, 2006

To quote:

"He started off great but after about 4-5 months, he turned into a zombie.......developing a taste for brains that is. My wife and myself were very upset. But we knew there was a chance that something like this might happen. You can see all our brains in our gallery. So now we are brainless."

It's funny when you read it out of context - the discussion was actually on foxfaces (a kind of herbivorous fish, or locally known as "rabbitfish", the one with venomous spines and bitter tummies that we eat during chinese new year) and this guy was complaining that his foxface developed a taste for brain corals.

The kind we eat:



The kind we keep:




Wenky
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