Nothing dirty (apart from where they live), just clam.
This one is different from that old prozac-driven ramble, I’m serious this time.
Say it a few times with me: clam. Clam. Clam. Clam.
Close your eyes and say it slowly to yourself a few times. Clam. Now say Clip.
I think Clip sounds better after saying Clam a few times. Clop never sounds good though. Weird huh?
I’ll have what Inigo is having.
Raj Rajaratnam.
That reminds me, I still have about 5 limits of razor clams in the freezer. Now I know what’s for dinner!
Say boing. Boing. Boing. Boing.
Now say bong.
Boing. Boing. Boing. Oww!
Dude, warn someone next time.
Mmmm.
Steamed open… several dozen in a large salad bowl… a 1/4 filled soup bowl of warm drawn butter next to it … a Hefty bag for the shells…
Fold down the laptop! Turn off the phone!
Here’s your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-Cherry-stone!!! 