When eating at local restaurants, a basket of bread and a small platter of butter is often provided, before the main meal arrives. Last night, I thought I would eat the butter up in one piece of bread, so I didn`t get too full. Too late, I discovered the cheapskates had substituted margerine. I couldn`t spit it out, and still had the rank taste in my mouth this morning.

As they apparently say in these parts:

The dhirum is in the dog`s arse; and the dog has rabies.