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» Restaurants, Kitchens and Bars... Oh my!
Not terribly relevant
But interesting insight into the quality of meat served at KFC…
I once worked at a chicken killing factory during summer holidays near Melbourne, Australia. A rather unpleasant experience as a whole, but one incident turned me off chicken completely. My job was to watch the plucked, de-footed, beheaded and machine gutted chickens as they travelled past on hooks.
Of course the machines failed to gut or behead all chickens so my job was to cut the heads off or manually gut those chickens. One chicken was green and about the quarter of the size of the others. I made the incision into it arse with scissors and turning it upside down squeezed out a strange green sludge. Anyway I spewed, and it went straight into the ‘strange bin’ where it would be cut up sent to the nearest kfc.
(we couldnt use gloves either so i had to ripthe warm guts out with a bare hand)
(Wed 26th Jul 2006, 8:31, More)
Not terribly relevant
But interesting insight into the quality of meat served at KFC…
I once worked at a chicken killing factory during summer holidays near Melbourne, Australia. A rather unpleasant experience as a whole, but one incident turned me off chicken completely. My job was to watch the plucked, de-footed, beheaded and machine gutted chickens as they travelled past on hooks.
Of course the machines failed to gut or behead all chickens so my job was to cut the heads off or manually gut those chickens. One chicken was green and about the quarter of the size of the others. I made the incision into it arse with scissors and turning it upside down squeezed out a strange green sludge. Anyway I spewed, and it went straight into the ‘strange bin’ where it would be cut up sent to the nearest kfc.
(we couldnt use gloves either so i had to ripthe warm guts out with a bare hand)
(Wed 26th Jul 2006, 8:31, More)
» Putting the Fun in Funeral
ONCE ATTENDED MY GRANDPAS FUNERAL
VERY SAD, PARTICUARLY AFTER THE CASKET COLLAPSED AND THE BODY FELL OUT THE BOTTOM.
STILL SAD YET SLIGHTLY AMUSED WERE WE WHEN WE REALISED GRANDPA WAS, UP UNTIL THIS MOMENT STILL ALIVE, AND DIED ONLY AFTER THE IMPACT.
HE ALWAYS DID HAVE A SOMEWHAT IRONIC SENSE OF HUMOUR, 'OL GRAMPS.
(Wed 17th May 2006, 1:46, More)
ONCE ATTENDED MY GRANDPAS FUNERAL
VERY SAD, PARTICUARLY AFTER THE CASKET COLLAPSED AND THE BODY FELL OUT THE BOTTOM.
STILL SAD YET SLIGHTLY AMUSED WERE WE WHEN WE REALISED GRANDPA WAS, UP UNTIL THIS MOMENT STILL ALIVE, AND DIED ONLY AFTER THE IMPACT.
HE ALWAYS DID HAVE A SOMEWHAT IRONIC SENSE OF HUMOUR, 'OL GRAMPS.
(Wed 17th May 2006, 1:46, More)
» Mugged
Serves me right i suppose
I once snatched my old girlfriends bag when she was walking alone in a park, just as a light joke.
She hit me before realising it was me, and assumably out of spite, proceeded to yell to passes by that she was being attacked. Some 'hero' ran over and twisted my arm behind my back while my girlfriend watched on smuggly.
(Wed 21st Jun 2006, 10:52, More)
Serves me right i suppose
I once snatched my old girlfriends bag when she was walking alone in a park, just as a light joke.
She hit me before realising it was me, and assumably out of spite, proceeded to yell to passes by that she was being attacked. Some 'hero' ran over and twisted my arm behind my back while my girlfriend watched on smuggly.
(Wed 21st Jun 2006, 10:52, More)