The Moving Food!

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I went with knife, fork, plate and mug to get my Christmas dinner. I’m thinking on the way: “Will it be turkey or beef?”

I sat at the table and it was beef — and then a funny thing happened — the meat started to slowly move.

With my fork I gently lifted the offending object and removed it!

To my surprise a number of large grubs were doing the transporting, I complained. The meal was returned; I presumed it had been washed before being returned to me!

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