This can keep a group of 20 somethings entertained for months. Possibly years.
Aborted, everyday.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Getting Baked with the Olsen Twins
I didn't grow up watching the Olsen twins, but they sure know how to make a pizza.
36% Beef, 64% Love

Stoner Mecca Taco Bell responded vehemently against claims from an Alabama law firm that the company falsely advertises their "taco meat filling" as "seasoned ground beef." USDA regulations state that "taco meat filling" must constitute at least 40% beef. Who knew!
Taco Bell's president and "chief concept officer", Greg Creed, calls the accusations false and plans to counter the lawsuit.
But really, who is the true villain in this?
Taco Bell, the ultimate provider of affordable Mexi-food and innovator of such things at the Fourth Meal and the chicken club gordita (I thank you for that one, Mr. Creed!)
OR... the money grubbing Beasley Law Firm, straight from the hellmouth of the South, looking to score more dolla-dollas off of another corporate lawsuit.
Don't hate on the Franzia of fast food. Love it for what it is.
Is That A Butternut Squash in Your Pants, Or Are You Just Happy to Read Me?

I pledged a sorority my junior year of college. My nickname during pledgeship was a half-assed play on my last name (which was perfect because I turned out to be a half-assed pledge). They called me Falafel (my last name is LaFollett). How clever.
-But I liked it. I fucking owned it.
Like I own my food baby. Yep, nestled between my sumptuous titties and raging vagina, there is a food baby. A gut. My womb of consumption. My worst enemy some days, an old friend always. My badge of gluttony.
I know how to chow. I’m no Donna Simpson, but I’ve been cleaning plates since 1988. Sure it made for an awkward adolescence. I was a pudgy kid. With a bad haircut. All the right ingredients to be a middle school troll. But confidence is something you find, and personality is something you develop. Being a fat kid gave me a personality. And being a funny, intelligent woman makes me bad ass.
Not to mention food is so fucking hot right now. Celebrity chefs, cooking channels, food porn, eating contests, cook offs. Everyone loves food. And now is the time to eat.
I'm right there with the rest of the world. I'm fascinated by all aspects of food, from the first seed in the ground to my fibery leftovers in the loo.
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