I’ve been in Montreal for the last few days. I was there to see Geoff become a max-level priest. He got some sweet skills when he dinged, like the ability to create holy water. This will obviously be useful in the upcoming vampire apocalypse, which I understand is the main reason he always wanted to be a priest.
But for serious, congratulations Geoff.
Surprisingly, I didn’t have any poutine in the province most famous for it, but did have some today back in London at The Spoke. I don’t know who thought of piling cheese, gravy, and french fries together, but I am so glad they did. Or at least I did was while I was eating it. I’m not feeling so glad now.
Speaking of gross food, though, Nancy sent me, via a co-worker (who apparently reads this blog? HI NANCY’S CO-WORKER!), this link to a whole chicken in a can.
Now I have my own blog about gross food, but this was a little much for me to stomach. Why is it covered in slime? Why is there even a need to can a whole chicken? If we do lose the vampire apocalypse, will they stuff entire people into cans? The chicken in a can fills me with a deep existential dread.
Now I must go lie down until I become numb again.
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16 responses to “Bottles and Cans Just Clap Your Hands”
That chicken looks horrible. Wow.
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That chicken looks horrible. Wow.
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I want the vampire apocalypse to happen a lot sooner now, that chicken………… That makes me not want to be alive any more…..
Dan
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I want the vampire apocalypse to happen a lot sooner now, that chicken………… That makes me not want to be alive any more…..Dan
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Phronk: What’s wrong with Labatt 50, or as we called it back in the day, Stinky? It now comes in microwaveable bottles.
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Phronk: What’s wrong with Labatt 50, or as we called it back in the day, Stinky? It now comes in microwaveable bottles.
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Haha ew. There’s nothing <>wrong<> with it; I’d just <>rather<> drink something that doesn’t taste like slightly skunky carbonated water.
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Haha ew. There’s nothing wrong with it; I’d just rather drink something that doesn’t taste like slightly skunky carbonated water.
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*look of horror*
No priest powers can make that chicken right.
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look of horrorNo priest powers can make that chicken right.
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Next time try the Cheval Blanc , I love that place and those beers. Also, La Banquise for poutine. You did have a smoked meat, did you not?
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Next time try the Cheval Blanc , I love that place and those beers. Also, La Banquise for poutine. You did have a smoked meat, did you not?
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I think they could use that product in live demonstrations of the birth process — followed by a lovely meal of roast chicken and poutine, of course.
Washed down with lashings of “Stinky”.
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I think they could use that product in live demonstrations of the birth process — followed by a lovely meal of roast chicken and poutine, of course.Washed down with lashings of “Stinky”.
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Karolijn: Yeah, I think it would make even God barf.
Torn: Nice thanks, I wrote down those places to try next time (I’m going back in June for sure). I did indeed have smoked meat, at Reubens. I understand it’s not the best place for it, but it was delicious anyway.
Mark: Haha ew. That sounds more like a new torture to replace water boarding.
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Karolijn: Yeah, I think it would make even God barf.Torn: Nice thanks, I wrote down those places to try next time (I’m going back in June for sure). I did indeed have smoked meat, at Reubens. I understand it’s not the best place for it, but it was delicious anyway.Mark: Haha ew. That sounds more like a new torture to replace water boarding.
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