Elder Zackary Snell: FUFU'S REVENGE!!

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So, to kick off the week: Soccer (all on Preparation day, of course)! We got the Spanish zone and our zone together and played soccer on a turf field. it was pretty sweet! as usual, I played Defense. That was way too fun.

After that day, we set out on our daily adventures, as usual, and ran into some great people! None took a real interest into investigating, but they are all children of God and we have seeds to plant. as long as they left with a thought in their mind that the things we were proclaiming to be true, were.

Of our visits we went about doing this week, two of them were with Grandma. That crazy lady has probably threatened to beat us with her cane or blow something up at least fifty times. This time, I think she just might have found a way to do something of the sorts. Elder McInerny thought it would be a great idea if we ate over at Grandma's house on Saturday night. I am assuming that he didn't hear about what happened to the last set of elders that ate over at Grandma's. This information was gathered from a primary source: the missionary that ate there last.

**WARNING: THE FOLLOWING MAY SEEM REVOLITNG AND DISCUSTING. IF YOU ARE A LITTLE SQUIMISH OR FAINT AT THE THOUGHT OF SOMETHING NASTY OR DISGUSTING, I ADVISE THAT YOU SKIP THIS NEXT PARAGRAPH AND NOT LOOK AT THE PICTURES THAT MAY BE POSTED BELOW THIS LETTER. BECAUSE I HAVE PUT UP THIS DISCLAIMER, I CAN NOT BE SUED FOR ANY VOMIT ON YOUR COMPUTER SCREEN, CONCUSSIONS FORM THE BANGING OF HEADS AGINST KEYBOARDS DUE TO FAINTING, OR THE SUDDEN INFLAMATION OF YOUR FOURTH TOE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Apparently, she went to some market and bought a live chicken and some other meat that was unidentified. She threw it all in a pot with boiling water for a couple hours, then gave it to the missionaries. They have reported that as they were eating, they held back much vomit as they picked out the feathers from the Boiled Chicken from out of their teeth.

Well, I must say that Grandma didn't feed us the exact same thing that was fed to those poor missionaries. Instead, Grandma fed us FUFU (refer to the first picture), Peanut Soup (Second Picture), and Fried Okra (Third Picture). FUFU is basically a dough that you swallow after it is dipped in the soup. you don't chew it, it is just swallowed. All together, it looks like the fourth picture. The battle with the food during the time to eat was lethal. there were stomachs that were too full of carbs, billions of half pukes, Gallons of Grape soda drank, and almost a life taken. Yeah, it tasted pretty odd, not the best thing I have ever ate in my entire life, but definitely an experience that I would force someone else to go through. At the end of that night, our stomachs in pain because of how much we ate. There wasn't a single person that didn't go to bed before 22:15. All in all, and truthfully, it has been a pretty awesome week.

Thanks for joining me in the retelling of this week. I hope you have enjoyed your self and you didn't puke. Thanks you all and have a good rest of your life!!!

Elder Snell, Out!

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