5 replies on “Fucking Day: Bagged by the Groceries”
I am so sick of the elitism and body-policing in the grocery fucking genre, with richie riches getting plowed by hunky slabs of top end food products. Where are my stories about food pantry packages that turn into dumpy golems made out of Mexican corn flakes, government cheese, shelf-stable milk, and donated produce?
That cucumber may have some gouges and be a little soft in places, but it will get the job done with a bit of magic.
You mad mad bastard, you did it.
I have read EVERY HotDog article start to finish since day one.
I have read and seen some shit I will NEVER forget.
I noped right the hell out of this one halfway through.
Bravo for being the one to actually find where the line is for me.
It wasn’t any of the horrors Ive subjected myself to in my quest to actually be offended.
Lars Von Trier? Nah
A Serbian Film? Nope!
Caillou? That was close.
Its salad golems apparently. Who knew?
Also, can one of y’all tackle the beautiful thing that was Wonder Showzen? Pleasenthankyou.
I’m honestly surprised Wonder Bread wasn’t in the novel, or the review.
Ah, you too bear the cursed knowledge.
My first thought was “you know, other than starring a man made of groceries, this wasn’t quite as weird as it could of been”. My second thought, upon reflection? “Oh dear God, what have I become? “
5 replies on “Fucking Day: Bagged by the Groceries”
I am so sick of the elitism and body-policing in the grocery fucking genre, with richie riches getting plowed by hunky slabs of top end food products. Where are my stories about food pantry packages that turn into dumpy golems made out of Mexican corn flakes, government cheese, shelf-stable milk, and donated produce?
That cucumber may have some gouges and be a little soft in places, but it will get the job done with a bit of magic.
You mad mad bastard, you did it.
I have read EVERY HotDog article start to finish since day one.
I have read and seen some shit I will NEVER forget.
I noped right the hell out of this one halfway through.
Bravo for being the one to actually find where the line is for me.
It wasn’t any of the horrors Ive subjected myself to in my quest to actually be offended.
Lars Von Trier? Nah
A Serbian Film? Nope!
Caillou? That was close.
Its salad golems apparently. Who knew?
Also, can one of y’all tackle the beautiful thing that was Wonder Showzen? Pleasenthankyou.
I’m honestly surprised Wonder Bread wasn’t in the novel, or the review.
Ah, you too bear the cursed knowledge.
My first thought was “you know, other than starring a man made of groceries, this wasn’t quite as weird as it could of been”. My second thought, upon reflection? “Oh dear God, what have I become? “