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In an Angry Rage...

I guzzled down a glass of soap + water + 5 questionably dead fleas.

Why did I do it?

Some might think it was for maddness' sake.  That I'd torment and kill an insect then clean in it's nightly bath before the long journey to  my tummy.

NO

that's just  a speculation.

But certain data is still rather troubling.  For example:

Why is it that when I think about what I taste in my mouth it is usually the thing that I've eaten last, but in this case it tastes quite like soap + water + 5 +/-2 reasonably dead fleas.

hmm? why?

I'm afraid I just can't answer the latter. I'd be locked up in an instant.  thank you deputy for all that you've done here.  You're free to go.

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