Today I went over to my Mom's house all excited about the prospect of fish sticks. We came home, put them in the oven and sat down for a little to wait for them to cook. When they finally got done we took them out of the oven and dispersed them among us. Having not eaten anything all day really because I had gotten a cavity re-filled at the dentist. so I immediately picked one up and took a bite. almost instantly I knew something was wrong with the fish stick. It tasted aweful. At first I thought it may have been just the fish stick so I took another one. Same effect. After about 3 different fish sticks, I gave up. I asked if anyone else thought the fish sticks were overly fishy. at first they said no but then they were like "ewww... yes". These fish sticks were aweful. they tasted like someone had thrown them in Sodus bay (which is a gross bay near me filled with sea weed and ick) and then another person(presumably the person who "made" the fish sticks) fished them out of the bay and let them sit another week to dry then froze them and put them in a package! it was aweful.
well. any normal family would havee simply thrown these aweful fish sticks out. but no. we were not going to waste such fishsticks. so what did we do? we did what any one in our family would have done. we took said "fish" sticks, outside and promptly placed them in the road. It took some manuvering but eventually we got most of the fish sticks run over and what we didn't get run over, we had a fish stick war with. :) and if at this point, you are wondering what is wrong with my family. well this is the norm for us. one year we busted up a toilet to find a plastic peice that a little girl had presumably thrown into to it. but discovered there was no plastic peice. so we just kinda busted the toilet more. with a sledge hammer.
