5
The Bug out Blues
When Jack and I got home to my mom’s house, I unloaded my goodies to a dubious crowd.
“I thought freeze dried shrimp was something you fed to your fish in an aquarium.” Lois said turning her nose up at the thought.
“These are military contract Gulf Shrimp that were caught before the oil spill; I guarantee they will taste just like fresh, after I soak them in coldwater for a bit.” I said bustling around the Kitchen.
“Well, how old are they then?” my Mom asked with a sour looking face.
“These things are Nitrogen Packed and made to last 30 yrs; it’s what is stored for members of Congress. Now, go back in the living room and get out of my kitchen, while I make you a feast.”
“Jack, in that plastic ammo can looking thing next to my bed is a Wood gas Stove, grab it and
