Ok, there is a crab shack that I frequent on Mondays for the 10 dollar dozen Oysters, ( I know buying seafood on sale kinda dumb) and with the oysters they make a house oyster sauce, which I suspect is nothing more than super spicy horseradish, some pepper and cocktail sauce.

With out fail, I wake up at around 3 or 4 am go to the restroom, cry, and squeeze the life out of the nearest shampoo/handsoap/conditioner bottle that I can find.

I do this about every other Monday and every other Monday the same results happen. I just can’t help it. Why do you hate me delicious oyster sauce?! Just why?!

What’s your love/hate relationship Clashtalk?