This came out of a conversation with a family member about restaurants and how they all have SO MANY menu options now. We were remembering restaurants from long ago that served, basically, one thing. Maybe a variant or two on that thing.
I’m sure this legend still exists in some quarters. I remember being told it as fact when I was a child and being afraid for my cousin who picked up a dead armadillo.
I like to hear people who are convinced the Masons are behind everything. I knew a guy named Paul Mason in high school and I just can’t see him doing that.
