My wife just hit me with some pretty heavy surrealism, suddenly handing me a foot-long yellow can of spicy Turkish chicken sausage.
Her mother is visiting with us. The other day, this lady had an appointment with her acupuncturist (no, of course I don't, don't blame me). And apart from the treatment, she was given sausage. Dawkins knows what she's expected to do with it.
It's made in Haderslev, Denmark from halal chicken meat. I think I'm gonna eat it.
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As Freud himself put it, "sometimes a can of spicy Turkish chicken sausage is just a can of spicy Turkish chicken sausage".
No one expects the foot-long yellow can of spicy Turkish chicken sausage.
I have been given the task of opening the longest can of spicy Turkish chicken sausage in the forest -- with a herring!
That's some Dagwood sandwich in the background!
Food for thought, my dear boy. I wonder if I could convince my wife to get a Blondie hair do.
Hmm, I might destroy your reputation by remindig you that it was you who told me to go to an acupuncturist about 10 years ago. And it helped, I got rid of my migraine. But maybe you wouldn´t say the same today?
Today I'd say you were lucky and that the reason acupuncture works for you is placebo. But ten years ago, the scientific picture of acupuncture was less clear, and I personally knew far less. Like most alternative medicine, acupuncture won't hurt you, only your wallet.
Maybe you might try skipping every second appointment with your acupuncturist?
Don't eat it.
Trust me. I know how they make it.
And yes, it is halal and yes, it might just contain traces of real chicken. Might not.
Never trust a can of spicy unexpected danish Turkish chicken sausage!
It's supposed to hold 80% chicken meat. But there is this note on the can that sounds kind of scary. "Mechanically deboned". Do they shoot dead poultry through a grille so the meat flies through and the bones get stuck?
This just sounds so...wrong...
Yes, but sausages are all basically wrong and should be kept out of sight. I've always said, "Hide the sausage!".
As the old saw goes: "The wurst is yet to come!"