Pan, the God of Cooking
Pan cakes this morning. Of Greek origin, pan cakes are named for Pan, the god of cooking. When I eat pan cakes I think back hundreds of years to ancient Greece -- the magical land of Ptolemy, Zeno, and those ill-fated lovers Hector and Xerxes. Unconventional by today's standards, maybe, but the ancient Greeks gave us some of our most pungent stories of human passion.
UPDATE!
I meant poignant.
UPDATE!
I meant poignant.
posted by Project WANNABE at 6:19 AM
11 Comments:
mabe u can exaplin this. ive got some friozan turbot in tehy frezar (so far so good) an it says on it 'harvasted in greanland. product of usa'.
now dont get me worng but...
Fuck off, you cunt. Your filthy turbot can bite my ass.
Turbot? Turbot? You cretins won't be laughing about turbot for long.
I quite like turbot.
Cunt.
Je crache sur votre accélération angulaire, toi les rost-beefs grossiers avec vos eyeshades et credenzas monstrueux.
I can't explain any of it, but thanks for posting lots of great comments!!!
Pungent/poignant is excellent. And Hector and Xerxes. Five thumbs up on the rewrite.
Much of philosophy is nothing but a Chinese finger trap for morons.
Make that "most".
Thanks guy's'
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