Originally Posted by SockPuppet
I'm not good at this touchy-feely schit, but little Stubbs needed some help. He was somewhere between Rain Man and that dude from Sling Blade.

Figured some low-rent NM cuisine would break the cycle. Not some Hi-brow Lapua type joint, this situation called for real green chile sauce. Behold Stubb's exposure to the shredded beef stuffed sopapilla smothered in green chile (no cerveza, amigos, as work still had to be conducted):

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While spirits improved slightly as the spices hit home, he quickly whithered afterward. I asked myself "Self, WWJD? That's What Would Jag Do for the uninitiated. I am not Catholic but I was desperate. No offense was intended, and any infraction committed was purely due to ignorance and an overabundance of concern for our little blued friend.

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Things are on the upswing now and I believe the darkness has fled. Will update as appropriate....

Green Chile and a visit with La Virgen never hurt no one and I'm sure Stubbs is the better for it.

Thanks for getting him back on track after another trip in a box across our Great Land!

The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

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