


Hagoromo Canned Squid in sweet soy sauce- this gave me a PTSD flashback in all the best possible ways!
Every Friday into Saturday I fill my bathtub with Polar premium sardines in olive oil, and I bathe my 800-pound perfect physique in the divine juices 🥵
Since I usually eat 8-12 cans of sardines for my afternoon brunch while bathing, I wanted to try something differen. I cracked open this can of Hagoromo, and the first bite immediately caused my flaps of fat to shiver with pure nostalgia.
In 1984, I was stationed on a classified military base located on an isolated island within the Indian Ocean. My unit was tasked with guarding rich ocean sardine farms that were being attacked by canned fish terrorists.
One night on patrol, my unit was captured and brought back to the terrorists’ torture chambers, where most of us were executed, excluding Sarge, an 18-year old private from Ohio with a sweetheart, and myself.
We were thrown into an 80-foot pit with a single can of Hagoromo squid preserved in sweet soy sauce, and told that this would be our only food source, and that we could not share the can.
Suddenly and without hesitation, Sarge leaped onto the 18-year old private and shoved an empty can of Minerva tinned sardines down his throat, twisting it until the private’s neck exploded, killing him almost instantly.
He then locked eyes with me, and using my girthy mass, I trapped Sarge’s arm underneath my flaps of muscular mass, slowly rolling over and crushing him to death. After killing Sarge, I ripped open the can of Hagoromo and savored every bite; the silky smooth squid blessing me with all its love 😩❤️🥰
Eventually, a rescue team was sent to save me, and since then I’ve always had a hankering for Hangoromo.
I give this tin a 9.1 out of 10; such a bold and unforgettable experience 😍🥵😩 🦑