An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
I support nude chicken fights.
The winner gets her biscuit buttered.
Some on the job fun at the company picnic/sacrifice turns tragic when they all fall into the giant outdoor deep fryer, before being battered with the sacred 11 herbs and spices.
lol - I don't want to begin to think what might be in the secret recipe.
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