….what I imagine shit to taste like. Now, I’m an oyster fan from way back. Anyone that knows about Lee and Rick’s in Orlando, 
especially back in the day knows what I’m talking about. Buckets of oysters, steamed or not, beer, cocktail sauce, butter. You could plow through a few dozen buckets with help in a jiffy. And I am thrilled to know they are still in business. 
But last night, I was no where near Lee and Ricks. I was in California, miles and years from those great days. I had a dozen oysters on ice, nothing special, but I thought what the hell. They were okay, kinda scrawny but then I get to oyster number four. 
Bad Oyster Cult
Rotten. Almost swallowed it. I can still taste it. Okay….you may now start making your jokes….
