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Borat’s Got A Gun
That was the phrase whispered in my ear at the party I attended Saturday night. “Borat’s got a gun.” Sure enough, the birthday boy who resembled Borat was waving a gun around. The more horrifying part of the party was when I discovered that I’d accidentally eaten about 6 pieces of artichoke. It was in a dish called Artichokes French. They look like fried pieces of chicken and were in a lemony sauce. I’ll eat anything breaded and fried. Artichokes and Borat with a gun. Fortunately neither ended up killing me.