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[GIG] me no likey the explosive chicken alfredo
#1 · November 24, 2003, 2:06 pm
Posted by: dsouthard <dsouthard@...>
Last week, knowing I wouldn't have much time to take lunch, I bought
several cans of soup and whatnot. In amongst the New England clam
chowder and the like, I bought a can of chicken alfredo. I do not know
why I did such a thing. Anyway, when I went to open it today, I noticed
that the ends of the can were bulging out a little, and I made the
comment "Wouldn't it be funny if the can exploded when I opened it?"
Well, it did and it was not merely funny; it was horrible smelling. I
don't really want to describe the smell (okay I do), but I can say I was
treated to a very similar odor last night at my gig, several times. You
see, my wife was out of town doing a family thing, so I had to take all
5 of my children to the gig. Naturally, two of them ate too many cheetos
or something, and threw up. Willy threw up four times, twice on the
carpet in the sactuary, once outside, and a final time on our living
room carpet. That has to be a gig record for not-alcohol related
vomiting; another Simple Faith first. Anyway, nobody died, so Marc still
has the worst gig story.
several cans of soup and whatnot. In amongst the New England clam
chowder and the like, I bought a can of chicken alfredo. I do not know
why I did such a thing. Anyway, when I went to open it today, I noticed
that the ends of the can were bulging out a little, and I made the
comment "Wouldn't it be funny if the can exploded when I opened it?"
Well, it did and it was not merely funny; it was horrible smelling. I
don't really want to describe the smell (okay I do), but I can say I was
treated to a very similar odor last night at my gig, several times. You
see, my wife was out of town doing a family thing, so I had to take all
5 of my children to the gig. Naturally, two of them ate too many cheetos
or something, and threw up. Willy threw up four times, twice on the
carpet in the sactuary, once outside, and a final time on our living
room carpet. That has to be a gig record for not-alcohol related
vomiting; another Simple Faith first. Anyway, nobody died, so Marc still
has the worst gig story.
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dAN
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