Let's talk tofurkey.
We had a whale of a time, unless that particular whale happens to be getting illegally harpooned by a boatload of murderous Japanese fishermen. If that's the case, then we just had fun — as much fun as civilized people can have with all the killing going on.
It's a dog-eat-soy-based-food-substance-shaped-into-the-form-of-a-dog world.
Holy cow. Seriously, they're deities.
Running around like a chicken with its head full of hope and possibilities now that everyone has become a vegan.
So hungry I could eat a horse. What? Sometimes I just crave a burger. Is that so unforgivable?
Cute idea — the sort of thing which does crop up in everyday language use, but taken to its enjoyably absurd extreme. With my tongue likewise firmly in cheek, I'd like to add a couple of Australian variations.
Gently prod the crows!
Lovingly place another shrimp on the barbie, which is completely cold and submerged under water.
Any other suggestions?
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