I can't stand those things! Yuck!

Sadly, I was raised on Vienna Sausages and Rice. I don't know what my mom was thinking, must be a filipino thing, but she bought them for my sister and I, and we ate it growing up. I am ashamed to say, to this day I still like them, however, I have stopped eating them for the sake of my roomate, and friends. They would never let me live it down.

Recent images on the Buzz site...
- what looks like a turd pile
- a guy's coccyx
- a girl in her sports bra
- a sicky-burger
- 7 little phallic symbols
I wonder what Cassie-b thinks of all this ?

*watery gag* Umm can we talk about something else?

I am completely grossed out to say that my husband loves those things. I think it's because his family was huge and not really well off - and well, you do the best you can and I guess that was their best??? All I know is I want to hurl just opening the can and smelling that crap. It's like someone packaged the weanies seperately from that beanie weanie slop.

We just had them this weekend for Busy Boy's party! The kids love them! I choose not to think about the jelly stuff...

K eats fried Spam & cheese. I think that proves she's more insane than me. I don't even like plain hot dogs; I prefer Polish sausages or brats.

Monty Python's Spam sketch

Scene: A cafe. One table is occupied by a group of Vikings with horned
helmets on. A man and his wife enter.

Man (Eric Idle): You sit here, dear.
Wife (Graham Chapman in drag): All right.
Man (to Waitress): Morning!
Waitress (Terry Jones, in drag as a bit of a rat-bag): Morning!
Man: Well, what've you got?
Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam;
egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage
and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam
bacon spam tomato and spam;
Vikings (starting to chant): Spam spam spam spam...
Waitress: ...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked
beans spam spam spam...
Vikings (singing): Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Waitress: ...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a
Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with
truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
Wife: Have you got anything without spam?
Waitress: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
Wife: I don't want ANY spam!
Man: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
Wife: THAT'S got spam in it!
Man: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam (crescendo through next few lines)
Wife: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
Waitress: Urgghh!
Wife: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!)
Waitress: Shut up!
Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up! (Vikings stop) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon
spam and sausage without the spam.
Wife (shrieks): I don't like spam!
Man: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it.
I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam
spam and spam!
Vikings (singing): Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.
Man: Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
Waitress: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (but it is too late and
the Vikings drown her words)
Vikings (singing elaborately): Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful
spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam!
Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam
spam spam!

Ohhh yeah, the Vienna Sausages. I freakin' love 'em. Some crackers- a little mustard- you have a party my friend.

The jelly? It's the same jelly that's in the SPAM can.

My husband loses those things but eekss the smell of them makes me run the other way. It was particually annoying when a child I baby sat absolutely adore Veinna Sausage... I would open a can see that gellish stuff and think," My word who sneezed in these", only to find the next can to be the same. Proceeding to the nasty task of washing that gunk off!

ewwwwwwwwww...

I have never been one fond of can meat though. Nor am I a big meat person unless it is steak! I nice huge fricking slab of beef grilled to perfection... alas I can not chew it any more due to missing teeth.. *sigh*

You Americans do eat some strange things, they look like sticks of dynamite

Scrapple. I love it. Spam's not bad, either.

Another apple/tree thing.

Funny you should mention Vienna sausages. This morning, a reader of the Savannah newspaper asked how to remove the first one from the can without tearing up all the others. I guess that's your answer to the question of anyone eating them. As for that gel stuff, I think that 's what's called, "Meat by-products," i.e. "You Don't Wanna Know."

ugh, my wife loves those things. *gack*

Confession time....I love Vienna Sausages. I haven't eaten them in years, because I want to live to see my grandchildren. But, when I was a kid, I would eat those babies up and then drink the jelly that surrounds them. Disgusting, I know. But totally true.

Man, you gave me a little shock.

I am minding my own buisness....well your buisness..reading your blog. I start at the top and...

I see: Bodybuilders

I read: I decided to go a new direction with my body...

I see: Mustache Man

I read: I decided to go a new direction with my mustache...

I see: mini-weenies

I think: Woah stop....this can't be where's he's going with this "new direction" thing.

*LOL*