The funniest vegetarian I’ve ever seen at home. I think friends brought him specifically - to show me, say, look, like you have never seen.
I was not warned in advance about the subtleties of his eating, and therefore quickly instilled him a salad. But the cake could be less vegetarian only if it was a liver cake (ah, there are those too). And so, they were just beetles of beaten egg proteins, lubricated with cream of cow’s oil, fat, like political trolls.
And under the teak, a devoured herbivora advocate suddenly committed an unexpected pirate - it turns out, he eats eggs, milk and butter when they don't look like eggs, milk and butter! That is, eggs and a glass of milk are prohibited, but eggs and milk blenders are for the sweet soul of Ooo.
I forgot to even ask what the name of this perversion is.
Maybe you know who?