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Now I can smell ground up bones and cow meat with big chucks of gristle and fat whenever I want to, and be reminded that I actually met Eric Idle…

Posted on September 10, 2019 by pouringmyartout

Okay, sadly it doesn’t really smell like Spam. It is sort of vanilla-ish. It should say that on the packaging somewhere. But still… I did get to meat… uh… I mean meet him.

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