eh, I’m part Polish, and my grandparents on that side kept it real. Very little is off the table for me unless I’ve tried it and verified I don’t like it (olives, blue cheeses,) or if the smell crosses the line into revolting. Stuff like ozorkowy and czarny salceson doesn’t even make me blink. What could be better…

so they were the “someone is wrong on the internet!” people of their day? 

oh believe me, I’m not anglin’ to tuck into a can of Alpo any time soon. the ones I’ve looked at are the higher-end better rated ones. 

even 20 years ago I noticed that it seemed to be the same people writing in to my local newspaper, over and over.  I was like don’t these people have anything better to do? 

there’s some canned dog food I’ve encountered which smelled like something I’d have no problem eating if I had nothing else. And others which smelled revolting.

Anyone... can be an assassin.

Ugh, you all have two picks I agree with. I’ll vote Allison for not neglecting good old vanilla.

go find something else to do. 

while watching cartoons on their Sorny TV.  Or was it a genuine Panaphonics?

IANAL (but I listen to a podcast by a lawyer who knows what he’s talking about) but I think “World Famous” would fall under the umbrella of sales puffery, which is legal due to being something no “reasonable” person would take seriously, and because they’re statements which aren’t verifiable or falsifiable.

reminds me of an old Frank Caliendo bit where he says he grew up in a suburb of Chicago called “Wisconsin.”

So basically they needed to find some other way to keep drowning us in corn syrup. 

I KNOW WHAT’S BEST FOR MY CHILD!

yeah, this.  and you don’t need to buy jarred “baby food” either.  IIRC when I was a sprog, I was basically fed what my parents were eating.  they were having peas?  they mashed some up and fed them to me.  

That shit has gone out of control.

Looks like what you find under the heat lamps in a 7-11, honestly. Just not quite as aged.

I don’t buy that, considering they took Detroit style and immediately fucked it up beyond recognition.

and I didn’t know Cara cara oranges were a thing, but what did I find this evening at Kroger?  

I’ve got ya beat, I work in Dearborn. 

given the rubbery, wrung-out, bland texture and taste of most food-service scrambled eggs, I doubt anyone will notice.