After the starfish incident a buddy of mine decided to go to the Asian market by his house to find some weird shit so I can put it in the fridge to see if he will eat it. It's a tiny Indonesian grocery store connected to an Indo restaurant. I have been to this place with an Asian chick a few months ago and it did have some really weird stuff in there. Plus most of it ins't in English which really ups the mystery.
He came back with this small can of "light meat"
The only English text on this can to try to identify what the hell this stuff is, is the following three lines:
"Light Meat"
"Goes Great With Salads"
"Lets Enjoy Cooking" <---WTF?
Sounds appetizing huh? So I set the trap. Notice the lack of ANYthing in the fridge...that's just how it is everyday now. So in his late night marijuana induced munchie rampages this can of "meat" is as safe as a wounded baby deer trying to escape a lion attack on the Discovery Channel.
Did he eat it? Yup. The trap was set on a Thursday and I went to Vegas for the weekend and came home to a completely empty fridge, no cans of mystery meat to be found anywhere. Bambi is dead.
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