Some other (name forgotten) terrible previously-convicted mutually-agreed event-partaker... once told me in chat (this part's for real) that LG equipment tastes just the same as the legal fishy tasting fish.

He actually said to me, "Eeyore, my son, there is no difference in flavor, regardless of whether the pubertal gnome has paid her a bloody visit before or not."

Dad? Was that you? Are you alive? Mom said you were dead to her.

Sigh... It's likely all flounder and fluke, I fear. Tuna at best.

If I were the Steve Jobs of girl love, I'd tell my DNA tech minions that it needs to taste like strawberry. "GET ON IT!"

Also, dogs rock. A girl who doesn't instantly adore and nurture your dog or views it as competition is definitely a girl to avoid.