You Are What You (Hopefully) Choke On
So where do the elite circles in Beijing like to masticate? A jerk joint, you say? No, silly, those are Jamaican, but that was an excellent guess. Truth is, after a hard day of suppressing Tibetans, tainting dog food, and supervising prison production quotas of toxic toys, the savviest Chinese overlords repair to a big dick restaurant. No, really.
An erudite explication of the finer points of Chinese large-penis cuisine may be taken in here.
A tip of the Sardonic Glans-o'-Shanter to the JAH-mon for alerting me to this gristly tidbit.
4 Comments:
I'm hungry.
Also, squee! You blogrolled me!
I think I need to go have some alone time now.
Thanks for the picture! A great resource and inspiration for a lettuce based tu-tu for the avant garde ballet production I'm currently designing.
I'm licking my lips and excited to move on with a mock-up tomorrow,
I don't see what's so funny about it.
well, if you're gonna eat animals, then eat them, by god! bring on the dick meat, but make mine batter-dipped and fried, please.
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