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Man Eater. I was filleting a mackerel when I found a finger in its innards not much left of it looked like a prawn shell with fingernail, I said nothing dipped the fillets in flour and deep fried them served with cucumber salad, boiled potatoes and melted butter, just the way they like it in Sweden. The finger was spotted again amongst all the stuff to be thrown into the bin. great commotion, I said nothing, but have not since been eating mackerels, they apparently feed on fishermen.

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Date: 10/1/2013 6:58:00 AM
holy mackerel
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 10/1/2013 11:46:00 AM
yes quite right

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