tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post357116565851271432..comments2023-11-03T01:21:40.721-07:00Comments on Morbid Misanthrope's Angry Rants: Solving the Pube Enigmamorbid misanthropehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16530962369422901601noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-85828355807655551512008-07-25T23:17:00.000-07:002008-07-25T23:17:00.000-07:00Well it's been a long time, but I can see the qual...Well it's been a long time, but I can see the quality of this blog has remained at somewhat of a peak.<BR/><BR/>I'd rather have a pube on fried chicken than burger, detection rates and all.<BR/><BR/><EM>The infamous, BD...</EM>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-51064761639078321192008-04-04T20:06:00.000-07:002008-04-04T20:06:00.000-07:00morbidneko -- Chicken puberty is something I have ...morbidneko -- Chicken puberty is something I have neither the time nor the desire to investigate further. A pube is a pube, and a pube in your food is never a good thing. So, as mentioned earlier, razing the restaurant to the ground is probably the best action to be taken in such a situation. <BR/><BR/>willow -- I'll take that as a compliment, Willow. To elicit such a strong reaction from a tree can only mean I'm doing something right ... or terribly wrong. Regardless, I'm doing something, and that's, well, something. I take what I can get. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, how's that soil treating you?morbid misanthropehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16530962369422901601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-75858512554936040282008-03-28T09:25:00.000-07:002008-03-28T09:25:00.000-07:00I gotta say that nobody but nobody can ruin a meal...I gotta say that nobody but nobody can ruin a meal and make me feel like vomiting all day like you Morb.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-66779265591508681962008-03-22T04:51:00.000-07:002008-03-22T04:51:00.000-07:00Hello. This post is likeable, and your blog is ver...Hello. This post is likeable, and your blog is very interesting, congratulations :-). I will add in my blogroll =). If possible gives a last there on my blog, it is about the <A HREF="http://wireless-brasil.blogspot.com" REL="nofollow">Wireless</A>, I hope you enjoy. The address is http://wireless-brasil.blogspot.com. A hug.<A HREF="7761486085" REL="nofollow"></A>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-3322721534877761852008-03-20T06:54:00.000-07:002008-03-20T06:54:00.000-07:00i cant help but wonder if maybe somehow... it was ...i cant help but wonder if maybe somehow... it was a post puberty chicken, and the pube BELONGED to the chicken.<BR/><BR/>which would mean that it becomes, not an issue of dirty kitchen staff performing lewd acts on food to be served to customers, but rather--undercooked chicken, with their.. erm pubes still attached..<BR/><BR/>do chickens hit puberty like humans do?morbidnekohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17321660955286516970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-18728671976656836432008-03-15T17:51:00.000-07:002008-03-15T17:51:00.000-07:00mister underhill -- The thing I like best about th...mister underhill -- The thing I like best about this post is that we can all learn something from it. There are several lessons to be gleaned from this dialog. What I learned is the word "pube" looks just as funny in print as is sounds when said. <BR/><BR/>morbidneko -- I'm not sure whether our two heroes are using inductive or deductive logic here; even Sherlock Holmes seems to have gotten the two confused. I do know, however, that in recorded history, no one has reported finding a stray pube in a hot pocket.<BR/><BR/>prunella jones -- Well, if you ask scientists, beard hair is pubes. And, yes, they actually speak with appalling grammar. They think it's funny, and they're too busy running around contaminating the fossil record with facial pubes to care much about how they speak. Proof of this can be found in the semi-recent discovery of the dinosaur scientists have dubbed "Pubiosaurus," a gigantic beast said to have sported colossal mutton chops and chest hair as deep as a dumpster full of carpet scraps. All of this despite the fact that it was, according to scientists, "some kind of big-old, icky lizzard thing." So, again, scientists are not to be trusted.<BR/><BR/>newyorkmoments --First of all, I like your use of the term "towel-headed mutherfucking husseins"; a phrase that, unfortunately, won't be used as acceptable nomenclature in any history books even though it totally should be. <BR/><BR/>Secondly, pubes in food are never a good thing. Hungover or not, that is the type of thing that can ruin an otherwise healthy appetite. Although I have never actually found a pube in any of my food, I do feel your pain. I did once find some broken glass shards in a margarita. Those goddamned mariachi bastards <I>were</I> trying to kill me, just as I suspected all along. <BR/><BR/>Another time, I found in an Arby's sandwich what looked much like that alien/reptile/bug thing they cut open and ate in the movie <I>Stargate</I>. In my opinion, still better than a filthy pube.<BR/><BR/>ubermouth -- To paraphrase a quote from the Bible, "I am no respecter of pubes," meaning, I don't care which gender the goddamned thing came from. A pube is a pube, and I want nothing to do with them.<BR/><BR/>I should mention, though, that this didn't happen to me. If it had, I would have done as morbidneko suggested and torched the place. Flames purify, even food contaminated by pubes.morbid misanthropehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16530962369422901601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-72847807932434654912008-03-13T14:41:00.000-07:002008-03-13T14:41:00.000-07:00A stroke of genius , my friend.But tell us the tr...A stroke of genius , my friend.<BR/>But tell us the truth- you licked the pube to guess the gender, didn't you?UBERMOUTHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15428848028109037855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-43756693303093490562008-03-12T18:05:00.000-07:002008-03-12T18:05:00.000-07:00I had a hangover several years ago and was eating ...I had a hangover several years ago and was eating at the Cosi in the World Financial Center--pre 9/11 before those towel-headed mutherfucking husseins destroyed it--and I looked down before taking a bite of my sandwich and found a pube. Not good when you're hungover...NewYorkMomentshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18352113877701064150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-57860650388516078222008-03-07T07:00:00.000-08:002008-03-07T07:00:00.000-08:00Sounds like someone got Clarence Thomased. Gross! ...Sounds like someone got Clarence Thomased. Gross! That sucks, dude. Although, maybe the cook might have had one of those grizzly ZZ Top type beards? Those always remind me of pubes.<BR/><BR/>SQ!<BR/><BR/>*(SQ stands for Snickering Quietly.)Prunella Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05417020468879289426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-87488198536438063102008-03-06T11:31:00.000-08:002008-03-06T11:31:00.000-08:00Problem solving 101.Well, it's obvious that they a...Problem solving 101.<BR/><BR/>Well, it's obvious that they all have to die. Painful, prolonged deaths. And, by "they", I refer to whoever wiped their ... erm, parts on the chicken, of course.<BR/><BR/>i'd suggest torching the place.<BR/><BR/>You're welcome.morbidnekohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17321660955286516970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13125341.post-21048547848717378352008-03-06T11:24:00.000-08:002008-03-06T11:24:00.000-08:00That was one of the best posts ever. I hate those ...That was one of the best posts ever. I hate those damn hairy chickens.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com