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Originally Posted by Real Dodger 2.0
I guess we are like the old soviets, making things confusing on purpose in case the germans invade again. You know the old joke: If you were german, you'd invade France too if you had to eat german food (though I've had some great veal schnitzel in my life). Though if that was really the case, the Irish would invade more countries than the germans.
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Not kidding with this one: Hakkapeliittas, or rather spare us from hakkapeliittas, (in modern Finnish hakkaa päälle, means guck them up) was in german prayer books till the 50's. "spare us from the hakkapeliitta". The Finns are peloton, fierce!
I swear to god, if that shit and all was about food, there was no fucking chance in hell I was not adopted. My great uncle tasted pizza once and made sure no such shit would ever hit the kitchen again. My own mother was such a bad cook I was starving most of my childhood. Seriously, opting out from eating because the food was that bad. I honest to god remember the first time had a real meal, with flavors on it.
I think I'm hungry since I'm missing the point I started this post for but anyway: Every wave of refugees we get brings along spices. I'd totally die besides my habaneros if the Russians tried to invade us again.
I think I'm missing my mark here but you brought up food! Only milk would have had a stronger response from me!