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Burger King is crap' date=' you're not missing anything. Pity about Quizno's though.[/quote'] Wish you'd take your Pizza Hut, Domino's and KFC back. Crap like that (which works out to be more expensive then cooking a healthy meal if you have a brain in your head) is why Australia has one of the highest obesity rates, per capita, in the world.
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Wish you'd take your Pizza Hut' date=' Domino's and KFC back. Crap like that (which works out to be more expensive then cooking a healthy meal if you have a brain in your head) is why Australia has one of the highest obesity rates, per capita, in the world.[/quote'] We'll take it back the moment the demand disappears.
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No. I'm the guy with awful food taste on the forum. I like McDonald's' date=' Wendy's and Chik-Fil-A, and I'm not ashamed to say it![/quote'] And just look at your constitution... I guess the bright spot here is that the brilliance of your writing will continue shining long after your liver and arteries have betrayed you to an early grave. :D
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And just look at your constitution... I guess the bright spot here is that the brilliance of your writing will continue shining long after your liver and arteries have betrayed you to an early grave. :D
My next album is going to be with my grind/tech DM project, Gastronomic Mortuary...
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My next album is going to be with my grind/tech DM project' date=' Gastronomic Mortuary...[/quote'] Sadly, the band broke up before the CD was recorded. Iceni's heart (the drummer) and his brain (the lead guitarist) remained faithful to the idea of Iceni as a central being, and were willing to accept their own lack of autonomy, but their mutual support dissolved into infighting over doctrinal disagreements over the true nature of oxygen, exactly where in the body it joined with the blood, and - most importantly - who had first dibs. The lungs (vocals) were privy to information that could have solved this dilemma, but the heart and brain were too busy arguing and wouldn't stop to listen. Eventually the lungs quit in disgust. Meanwhile, the digestive tract (bass) had been growing more and more upset with Iceni over its perceived mistreatment by him, until finally it split into two rebelling parties, calling themselves the "upper" and "lower" GI tract. The esophagus and stomach maintained their belief in Iceni as an essentially amoral or malevolent being, who routinely foisted the worst possible food upon them, causing them to suffer all manner of indignities. They deemed him unworthy of worship, and began expelling all of the Doritos and pizza from their interior. The intestines, meanwhile, violently rejected any notion of Iceni as an actual being, and struck out on their own, determined to prove their worth as a separate entity. (When confronted by theistic anti-Iceni "uppers" with the Question Of Food, they adopted the motto "Shit Just Happens".) All of this went unchecked despite the assertion of the appendix that Iceni was essentially benevolent, if mysterious, and that all of their suffering might serve some higher purpose (some cells called it "nutrition", while others thought that might be going a bit too far). Eventually, the appendix, trying to get everyone's attention while involved in minor internal disagreements, burst under the strain. From the outside, this dissolution resembled a violent explosion; Iceni's roommate, returning to find the walls coated in liquefied body parts and assorted gory remnants, quickly developed what he termed the "Big Bang" theory of Iceni's demise. Forensic specialists were forced to agree; while they might never understand all of the details leading up to the horrific event, they concluded that this "Big Bang" notion might be as close as they'd ever get to the real truth. A planned memorial service was cancelled in favor of turning Iceni's remains into sauce for a really, really big frozen pizza, which his classmates would bake and consume in celebration of his life; later, urban legends would come to describe Iceni's final moments in a much more romantic light, where - according to one version - he foretold his own death, and instructed his classmates in the pizza preparation, saying at the last: "this do, in remembrance of me." :D
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The esophagus and stomach maintained their belief in Iceni as an essentially amoral or malevolent being' date=' who routinely foisted the worst possible food upon them, causing them to suffer all manner of indignities. They deemed him unworthy of worship, and began expelling all of the Doritos and pizza from their interior. The intestines, meanwhile, violently rejected any notion of Iceni as an actual being, and struck out on their own, determined to prove their worth as a separate entity. (When confronted by theistic anti-Iceni "uppers" with the Question Of Food, they adopted the motto "Shit Just Happens".) All of this went unchecked despite the assertion of the appendix that Iceni was essentially benevolent, if mysterious, and that all of their suffering might serve some higher purpose (some cells called it "nutrition", while others thought that might be going a bit too far). Eventually, the appendix, trying to get everyone's attention while involved in minor internal disagreements, burst under the strain.[/quote'] Those bastards Rectum and Sphincter sure didn't help matters.
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