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The LBT sandwich

The worst thing I have ever eaten was a LBT sandwich.
I was home enjoying a delicious turkey and cheese sandwich. As I put the last of the tasty thing in my mouth, I realized I was chewing on something quite crunchy. At first I was calm, thinking it to be the hull of a kernel of popcorn, until it dawned on me that I hadn’t had any popcorn with my sandwich, as I usually do.
So I opened my mouth and pulled out the crunchy morsel to investigate. Sitting on my fingertip, pretty as you please, was the half-chewed remains of a ladybug! (That’s what the LB stands for.)
Cestia Miller | Marshville | Pee Dee EMC

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