Tuna's having a Gay Old Christmas

A picture of Tuna Mother-In-Law with a neighbor decorating the tree.
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The Gay TunaPet wishes to congratulate Lee for Guessing that Mark wrote Monday's guest post. Let me know where you are Lee...I've got a package you can unwrap. Nobody has guessed yet who wrote yesterday's guest post. This guy can be really clean!


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How I came to give up Tuna



Now, don’t get me wrong, but I can’t do Tuna. Or any kind of fish, for that matter. I haven’t touched Tuna since about 1990. I swear, I wouldn’t know what to do with it now. I came to the conclusion that I would have to give up Tuna—and fish in general—while I was in college. It was the final step in a long process that began with giving up, egad, Beef. I just lost the taste for it around the end of my first semester; the Beef they served at college was so rare it was almost tartare, and I really didn’t like my Beef raw. (I never did much care for ham either, and lamb always tasted like a bloody knife to me, but I sometimes enjoyed a good Pork, but nevertheless, I gave all that up too.)



So it was circumstance that led to my giving up Beef, and then, to make matters worse, I had a bad run-in with Chicken. You’d think Chicken is a nice, safe choice—healthy, and so versatile—but it left me doubled over and heaving my guts in the emergency room.



Take it from me: Chicken is nothing but trouble.



So that left me with only Fish, and to be honest, there was not much about Fish that I liked anyway. It was expensive (and I was a poor college student), it was difficult to prepare, and it made the whole house just rank. The neighbors could always tell when you had Fish; the smell lingered for days.



So, I haven’t had Fish since then—but you know, if I’d thought about it at the time, I might not have given up Tuna: convenient, healthy, canned. But it’s been too long. I just couldn’t go back. What a godsend, though, that I can now get my Tuna online: full of wit, and no lingering odor.