I made shrimp tacos last night. I ripped those little bastards innards out and showed them who the boss was. That's right you crustacean bitches, me, MarcO. Introduced them to heat and listened to their pathetic little cries for redemption. Sad. I smiled as they turned pink from embarrassment, knowing full well that soon they would go into my horrible mouth and my digestional tracts. Oh, I'm not heartless, I dressed the dead fuckers up in cute little shreds of green onion, crisp lettuce, diced tomato and then I blew a load of sour cream all over their naughty little dead faces. Yeah you like that don't you shrimpies? Here, have a squirt of lime. Yeahhhhhh....