Doctor reviewing blood tests at my checkup this afternoon: "And your liver function is completely normal." Me: "Man, my liver is one tough little motherf----r." But I only thought it, I didn't blurt it out. Thankfully.
If I ever come to New Orleans to run the marathon, I'm thinking the bread pudding in praline sauce would be great for carbo loading the day before. It was superfluous after a day of music, but still mouth watering.