Chocolate Covered Roaches Yum Yum

I ate roaches for breakfast. Chocolate covered. He studies my eyes, hoping for a reaction, or a bit of squeamishness. I say yum yum and lick my lips. They were not quite cooked, he informs me. They kept running away from the plate. The two with their legs out. I smile and nod encouragingly. Sounds great! I say. I washed them down with ketchup milk, he says. YUMMY! I yelp emphatically. His story is coming a bit more slowly now. I ate stuffed spiders for dessert. They were tasty! They sound delicious, I allow. But how did you get their mouths open to stuff them? I did not stuff them THERE, he says, hoping my eyes will widen. I cannot stop laughing and neither can he.