Went to a Chinese restaurant years ago with some buddies. I had the chicken which was a little, well, not quite chickeny. The restaurant was closed a week later when health inspectors found dogs and cats in the kitchen. Hmmmm! Woof Meow
I think real journalism ended when Walter Cronkite took off his glasses, looked in the camera and sad “In my OPINION the Viet Nam war is lost”. From then on, it’s all just opinions slanted by the color of your politics. No more just reporting the facts.
When I was in flight training, I had a roommate from the deep south. One day he’s cooking some weird looking things. What’s that? Okra. Being from the Bronx, NY I’d never heard of it. How do you cook it? The same way you cook all vegetables. Toss in some water, salt and pepper the dog**it out of them, then boil the crap out of them. I still do it that way!
Arnold’s only date tonight is gonna be with that hand!