I’ve been known to support some odd things.
I was all for new Coke (I was young! It was new! I couldn’t read script!); I thought expansion in baseball was great because it further diluted an already crappy sport; and new strung out miserable Britney is ever so much more palatable – and less likely to provoke prosecution – than jailbait sexy Britney.
And while I may grant my imprimatur to cannibalism for the sake of obtaining the strength of one’s slain enemies, eating placenta is simply too far for me to go.
Maybe I’m late on this bandwagon, and lord knows I’ll have to face this choice when Wife gives birth to Child in early ‘08, but I’m confident in stating now, publicly, that while we may offer food and drink to local and out-of-town guests, we will not be serving placenta, Wife’s or anyone else’s.
But hey, if it’s in USA Today, then obviously I stand against the common man once again. Damn you, common man! Enjoy your human egg yolk.
3 comments:
Ha! you said Jailbait. Jailbait!
Whammy!
No placenta??? That doesn't sound like much of a party to me...
i don't know about you, but i've seen a placenta up close and personal - and the best way i can think to describe it is as a london broil attached to a plastic bag. provided you sever the plastic bag, it starts looking a lot better now, right?
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