I found half a sausage at the bottom of a large salad bowl in a Hippopotamus restaurant in Paris, which I found odd. I ate it and it was fine, but why it was there I do not know.
I've had a nail and some electrical wire in some kebabs before...on two different occasions from different places. I don't eat kebabs any more, they're out to get me.
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