The "Kraken" has been following me around all day. Not absolutely positive, but I hear him and smell his breath. d;^)
Loves me some squid and octopus. Japanese or redneck style.
I only had octopus once, at a Chinese restaurant, but I remember I liked it. My romantic mistake thought I was ruining her evening with my menu choices. She teally flipped when she found me finishing the leftovers for breakfast.
She had her litany of woes about evil men and I imagine some other guy down the road was listening to: “Boyfriend A beat me, boyfriend B cheated on me, boyfriend D stole my car, boyfriend E ate octopus, boyfriend F shot my dog...”