Raw, but it doesn't hurt. Really.
In the first (and probably only) online-shopping recommendation here, I point you toward Uncooked: The Store. I don't know who came up with this, but I'm pretty sure he or she must be related to Little Sic: looking through the cards this morning, the voice I heard in my head reading the awkwardly funny card fronts was definitely his, because these things sound like what he would just concoct. Sic, you missed your calling! Well, maybe not, but these made me laugh lots. And that's kind of something. Sort of.
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Yes, sic, I agree with Jen. Perhaps you should re-think this whole "being a doctor" thing and become a un-cooked food card reader (apparently for all those illiterate cavemen out there). Seems like a wise career move.
And, Jen, sic's is the voice in your head? Why don't you just confess your love for him already and get it over with?
i think sic's sight is undercooked.com. also, doctors are for sucks.
that should read "sic's site" though, my sight is near gone what with all the typing very-closely-spaced-and-hardly-legible letters just to post a comment.
i mean i'm logged into google and i'm your husband.
Gosh, get a spell-check. And who's to know you're who you say you are? You type in those letters for site eligibility like every other bloke. If this weren't virtual, I'd confirm you by sight . . . but it is, so there.
is there an emoticon for sticking my tongue at you? when i finish brushing my teeth, be prepared.
this comment brought to you by the letters: c, e, h, y, s, z, and c again.
are those your feet Jen, and if so... hot mama!
Don't I wish they were mine!
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