Posted on 12/12/2008 9:23:46 AM PST by Gary Johnson in 2012
Edited on 12/12/2008 9:34:51 AM PST by Admin Moderator. [history]
Hey - I like lutefisk! I don’t know where/when you’ve had it, but you obviously never had my grandmother’s. Sadly, she passed several years ago, and I haven’t had it since.
That’d be zombie pee, and it would be his own.
Actually, I’ve never tried Lutefisk. I’d like to, but every time I mention it I get e-mails from Norwegians questioning my sanity.
It’s does smell pretty awful...but I like it for some reason that I cannot explain. I have many childhood memories associated with it, so I have this base instinct to defend it.
By the way, not sure about here in Minnesota, but in Wisconsin they actually wrote into the law that lutefisk is not a “toxic substance”:
http://www.legis.state.wi.us/statutes/Stat0101.pdf
Skip to page 43, section 2 line f.
You can also get it inside with a hypodermic needle through the rubber gasket between the windows. On a warm day the effect is incredible.
Or so I've been told...
Pepper pray tossed into a vehicle in that fashion on a warm day is fun too.
Franken would also have been wrapping himself in toilet paper.
Which he does quite often.
He should follow through, and flush himself.
Bless you - I remember Samantha - She was hot
"After gathering the cod - despite what I may have implied earlier - they did not soak the fish in plutonium. No the women really wanted the Vikings to suffer."....
"So they soaked the cod - here I am not kidding - in lye. The same lye, as you know, that is an industrial chemical and in used today as a drain cleaner."
"Textbooks tell us that within a few years the Viking era had ended. Most historians think the advent of more powerful weapons doomed the proud, sea-faring warriors. But some historians cling to another theory: It's pretty hard to wander the globe plundering and pillaging when you cannot wander more than 50 feet from the toilet."
"Anyway, at 5 p.m. the eating began. The dinner was held at the Benet Hill Monastery cafeteria, a facility chosen to host the Lutefisk Dinner because of the warm hospitality and, of course, because of the monks training in the Last Rites."....
" Throughout the dinner, an accordion player entertained the crowd with all the traditional lutefisk-eating songs. This included the very popular "Sven Vood Rather yeet His Trousers" and the foot-tapping favorite, Ivane, Ivane, Your Lutefisk Has Cleared My Drain."
Any decent TPer knows that you recon the area a couple of days prior to TPing it to check for dogs, etc. Then you have an escape plan for if you are caught in the act. (We never were...we were too good at it.)
And if you are dumb enough to get caught, you never whine about the consequences. You refine your technique and try again - preferably on a different house. :)
I know of a nice deep oceanic trench..
I thought the plutonium was an important part of the finished product.
Now I’ll have to find a way to get rid of fifty pounds of plutonium fisk...
/ bad joke.
“Just how (and why) does one go about getting fox urine??”
You make them take drug tests.
My sister cooked lutefisk one Christmas, the kids wouldn’t eat it. She put it out for the neighborhood cats. They wouldn’t eat it either. Now I understand why Grandma wouldn’t let us try it until we were 14.
She plays for the other team now.
I'll bet her uniform and equipment is pretty worn out by now anyway.
When human law meets Nature’s Law, nature wins.
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