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| quote: | Originally posted by Lira
Unless it's Aussie, I really can't like sushi. I mean, just for a brief second, think about the meal, rather than about the myth from down under. What is sushi, really?
It is like the James Blunt of food - you don't really mind being exposed to the stuff, but vinegary rice is hardly the best thing humans have come up with. When was the last time you thought something along the lines of "I need something epic tonight, something powerful, something that makes me feel like I'm being ravished by a wild pack of lustful angels, something like... James Blunt!"? Never, right? That's because, without a tinge of punk, sushi is so bland! That's why you're not supposed to give any sushi - or James Blunt, to your baby.
I mean, yeah, I had some sushi tonight to support my mother-in-law's food stand at an event, but then I had some pastel goodness to make it up for it. Because, hail saint Mary of Cheesedom, if there's something humanity can be proud of, it is pastel:

We can be proud of everything with lots of cheese in it. Pastel. Pizza. Dutch Trance. But, James Blunt? If sushi makes you throw up, that's because James Blunt has the bestest comebacks. But at least James Blunt would hold your hair back. God's Hand from Queensland would caress you. But sushi? It'd just sit there, indifferent to your pain |
LOL, I for one, appreciate this cheese inspired 'rant'! God bless the desert nomad(s) who decided to transport milk in an animal bladder and gave us all the wonderful dairy byproducts! SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL DESERT NOMAD!
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