TWINKIES!!!!!!!!

punani and catnose!

*looks up 'punani'*

*decides would not like to eat it, deep-fried or not*

/me glances askance at Lipstick Thespian.

Dude? What. The. Fuck?

Mmmmm, creamy punani.
Still undecided on catnose.

So, can we safely assume she died of cholesterol poisoning?

Or perhaps she fell in the fryer and was gobbled up by people unawares of her deep fried tastiness?

sounds like the perfect opportunity to make a hamdog.

I fried many things and I drank much beer and then I either had the worst hangover of my life or food poisoning or some kind of virus or whatever, but I just crawled out of bed this morning for the first time since Saturday night so as to drag my sorry ass to work. I feel gruesome but on the bright side I have eaten pretty much nothing and smoked no cigarettes since Saturday either. I missed two days of work. So my advice to y'all is to stay well the fuck away from the deep fryer.

smoked no cigarettes since Saturday either

Good opportunity to quit...you're already through the worst 3 days!

Yeah, that's what I think too (although from many, many previous quits I can tell you that the worst for me is inevitably about 10 days in) so I'm not smoking. And I am extremely, viciously, evilly cranky and I want to kill, kill, kill.

And oh yeah, I fried hotdogs wrapped in bacon (disgusting), battered pickles (pretty damn good), thawed cheap cheap frozen pizzas (gross but not that much grosser than the standard preparation for 99 cent pizzas) and, the piece de resistance, Little Debbie Swiss Cake Rolls. Utterly gross yet peculiarly enticing & probably why I was sick for three days.

Ugh. I had a friend who had a nothing-but-fried party once, and it was totally fun for about one hour, after which I just felt like I was breathing (and eating and sweating and thinking) grease. I don't think I ate for several days afterward, either.