Guy I met once got a week-long pass because of some stuff he'd down while stationed as a medic in Korea. He spent it in the arms of his mama-san in the ville. One night, kinda of half asleep, he heard a "plop-plop       plop-plop" kind of sound. Investigation found that it was coming from a pot under the bed. Yup. "Working" kimchi. He left the room very quickly....

Later that week he was talking with his lady friend and mentioned that he "could sure go for some ribs." She asked what he was talking about, and that evening came back with a bunch of barbecued ribs! They were a bit small, and sort of sweetish tasting, but ribs! After a few he asked what sort they were -- beef? pork?

She pointed to the dog....