So I set out to find a good disturbing one.
Here it is, just for you.
Remember, you are what eats you - eventually.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
I'll take mine with a side of fries
I haven't run any kind of survey in at least two weeks.
So I set out to find a good disturbing one.
Here it is, just for you.
Remember, you are what eats you - eventually.
So I set out to find a good disturbing one.
Here it is, just for you.
Remember, you are what eats you - eventually.
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14. Eek. I'm not surprised. As the least fit, most marbled member of our camping group, I know who's getting eaten first. But I'll make 'em work for it, dammit.
ReplyDeleteHah! I'm only capable of sustaining 7 cannibals. I shall sit quietly in the corner sipping coffee (without vile flavored creamer), while I watch the rest of you be consumed.
ReplyDeleteSorry, I tried to talk them out of it, but some cannibals just don't listen.
I can feed 10 cannibals, which seems hardly fair.
ReplyDeleteWell, see, my numbers are based on the fact that I was carrying a ham and a bag of pork chops when I took the test...
ReplyDelete13 cannibals. My lucky number!
ReplyDeleteOh thanks a LOT Jim.
ReplyDelete(You'll notice I didn't say where I was carrying the ham and pork chops)
ReplyDeleteNathan, I drink coffee black - but your comment makes me think somebody has forced vile flavored coffee creamer on you. At the craft table, perchance?
ReplyDeleteActually, on my last job, craft service brewed coffee made with chikory (or however you spell it). When I asked the kid if he had any regular stuff he claimed not to know what I was talking about. Ignorant putz.
ReplyDeleteBut more to the point, I'm still poking Vince over the preferences he mentioned at Shawn's place yesterday.
Did you know he's a heathen?
::shifty eyed, guilty look
ReplyDeleteUh, I haven't been on anybody else's blog in about a week. Been busy. And I don't have time now either. Gotta make a run into town.
I will catch up on Shawn's blog, and everybody else's later today, I swear.
::grumble, grumble::
ReplyDelete22 Cannibals! I'm family sized! Also? Awesome!
ReplyDeleteMaybe they're really small cannibals, Howie. ;)
ReplyDeleteAnd Nathan, OK, I couldn't resist and went to Shawn's site. You are correct, Sir. Coffee must taste like coffee, everything else is a candy bar. Oh, and fuck hazelnut flavor. Really.
ReplyDeleteDoomed I tell you, I'm doomed to have my coffee comment follow me evrywhere.
ReplyDelete::leaves wearing sackcloth and ashes, whacking himself like the monks in Monty Python and the Holy Grail to attone for his heathenness::
Flavored creamer? Really, Vince, what did you expect?
ReplyDeleteNow, to be completely honest I do upon occasion put flavor in my coffee - usually Bushmill's 1608 or Jamisons, but that's it.
Hazelnut? I don't want no stinkin' nuts in my coffee.
I may have told this before, but WTF.
ReplyDeleteA bunch of years ago, I'm on a movie with our production office down in Tribeca. The only coffee they have in the office is hazelnut flavored. So, for the first week, I'm going across the street 4 times a day for $3.00 cups of coffee which I turn in receipts for with my petty cash. The Accountant wants to know why I'm buying coffee across the street when we have coffee in the office. I explained that I'd asked the office folks to buy real coffee, but they hadn't.
So she goes out into the front office and tells them in no uncertain terms that they better buy some real coffee and tells me I better drink it.
So, sure enough, the next day there's a good old can of 'Chock full-o-Nuts'. So, I continue buying expensive coffee across the street. When I turn in my petty cash at the end of the week, the accountant wants to know why I'm not drinking the real coffee from the office. "No can opener", I said.
Ba-dum-dum!
Annnnnnd speaking of coffee, I just snorted mine through my nose. Thanks, Nathan, that was brilliant.
ReplyDeleteNathan, that's too hilarious! And I'm not providing my cannibal sustenance index. Eek! Let's just say I'd be quite the prize.
ReplyDeleteVince, no sackcloth and ashes.
ReplyDeleteTar and Feathers.
I could only feed 15 cannibals. But that's OK, because I have cannibals in the family.
ReplyDeleteMom told us that Alferd Packer was one of her relatives. I'm sure Anne and Janiece know who he was. For those cannibals to feed on me, they have to survive being et upon first!
"Donner, party of five?"
ReplyDelete"Wait, sorry, could you make that four?"