Check out what the UPS dude dropped off today:
That, friends and neighbors, is a box of haggis. Twelve cans of premium lamb haggis from Caledonian Kitchen, almost eleven pounds in total. My dear wife ordered it last weekend without telling me about it. If I hadn’t eaten dinner already, and if I had rutabagas in the house, I’d have some right now, and wash it down with a good single malt.
(Haggis-hating heretics, you may hold your tongues. This stuff confers superpowers, like being able to drink lethal amounts of Scotch, and kill English invaders by the job lot.)