Okay, here’s my blog post about the… uh… interesting experiment I did today.
So, I saw this crazy thing online about sea otter meat and whether the smell could, you know… get you going. I’m always up for trying weird stuff, so I figured, why not? I’m all about broadening my horizons, even if it’s a bit… out there.
First things first, I needed to get my hands on some sea otter meat. That’s not exactly something you find at the local supermarket. It took some serious digging, calling around to specialty butchers, exotic meat suppliers – the whole nine yards. Finally, after a bunch of dead ends, I found this one place that could get it for me. It was expensive, no joke, but my curiosity (and, let’s be real, the potential for a hilarious story) won out.
The Big Sniff
The package arrived, all carefully wrapped and chilled. I gotta say, I was nervous. Like, what if it smelled absolutely disgusting? What if it smelled so good that… well, you know? I took a deep breath and opened it up.
The smell hit me immediately. It was… different. Not like fish, exactly, but definitely… marine. Kind of musky, a little gamey, with this weird, almost metallic undertone. It wasn’t the worst thing I’d ever smelled, but it definitely wasn’t pleasant. My initial thought was “old pennies and seaweed.”
- First impression: Whoa, that’s… unique.
- Second impression: Okay, maybe not that bad.
- Third impression: My wife looking at me from across the room like, Did I really just pay for this?
I decided to try a few different “tests.” I mean, how else are you supposed to figure this out, right? I wafted the scent towards myself. Nothing. I took a deeper whiff, really getting my nose in there. Still nothing, except maybe a slight urge to make a seafood stew. I even held it up to the light, half-expecting some sort of magical, pheromone-laden shimmer. Nope. Just… otter meat.
The Verdict
After all that build-up, all that anticipation… absolutely nothing happened. No heightened senses, no sudden urges, no nothing. Just the lingering smell of slightly weird meat in my kitchen. My wife started opening windows. My dog was very interested, though, I will have to admit he looks at me like that when I make toast, so.
So, there you have it. My completely unscientific, totally anecdotal experience with sea otter meat and its supposed… effects. Did it make me horny? Absolutely not. Did it make for a good story? Maybe. Was it worth the money? Probably not. But hey, at least I can say I tried it, right?
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go air out my kitchen, and figure out what i’m going to do with the rest of the meat.
