Okay, I thought a post was in order seeing how it has been quite a while since the last one. There were probably several post-worthy stuff that happened between the last post and this one, but trying to recall even half of them would cause me to have a mental breakdown. I would probably come to school one day, mentally broken down and whatnot, and start hacking people up on the pretext of some warped cult sacrificial ritual. With deadlines round the corner, doing all that probably isn't the best idea. Anyway, if you click on enough links and blog-hop (Jarrel-style), you could probably piece together what the post-worthy stuffs were.
Not blogging about recent happenings kind of makes me have to think about what to write, and I've decided to use this opportunity to answer a few questions. Now, I have certain eating restrictions that I've sort of set for myself. Like I don't eat Subway. I don't eat Japanese food. I don't eat KFC. This sort of things. Many people have done a peixuan and asked why. So here I am answering why. Sort of.
First of, why I don't eat Subway. It all started when I tried to rob a bank armed with nothing more than a plunger, a toothpick and my intellect. Now while I can see how my intellect is questionable having only brought a plunger and a toothpick for a heist, that is besides the point. What I can say, is that everything went downhill from then. Ever since that incident, I don't eat Subway. Okay, you're all "What the hell was all that nonsense supposed to explain?" Well, you asked why, and I answered. if you don't get it, then your intellect probably doesn't match up to mine.
Next, why I don't eat Japanese food. Okay, back in the days when tucking in your shirt and wearing your pants high was fashionable, I actually liked Japanese food. I ate sushi like it was rice. Oh wait. Anyway, that was until I learnt about our country's history. While I can still use Japanese appliances, ride in Japanese cars and cheer for Japanese eating champions, I find myself unable to eat the food anymore. Just the idea of Japanese food creates visions of wars and massacres so violent they would probably be Hitler's wet dreams. Would you eat Hitler's wet dreams?
Finally, why I don't eat KFC. This started when I found myself on the set of Back To The Future 6. I decided it would be fun to take a ride in the time machine and maybe find out if the chicken or the egg came first. What I witnessed would forever change the way I look at KFC. I would go into detail, but then it would change the way you look at KFC. To save you from that experience, and to ensure I don't mess with the space-time continuum, I will just say that it involved fishes and dodo birds. If you thought 2girls1cup was sick, you obviously haven't travelled back in time before. I think I deserve extra points for mentioning peixuan, Hitler and 2girls1cup in the same post.
And a lot of lambs for dinner.
Posted on 7/28/2008 01:22:00 AM
