No, the Mexican/Central American community is still pretty recent in Toronto, so we’ve only just got a few decent taquerias here (although I did have some good posole last week). No mariscos places that I know of, as of yet.

I think this story belongs in another “Customers Who Were The Actual Devil” episode of BCO.

You bastard- there are no good Mexican seafood places where I live now.

Belly wound? Cup of t...wait, don’t do that.

My grandfather ran a field kitchen in the US Army during WWII. Most of his stories are actually quite funny (and he was a really good-natured guy), but the only thing I’ve ever heard him complain about with regard to his war experience (other than having to go over in the first place) was a first lieutenant who…

Freak.

C-130. Nice!

Uh, I think the cops are looking for you.

do it.

My manager goes to deal with her and I was right, she did want to “give me advice on how to be a better host.”

OH, WHAT A DAY!

Well, it’s more of a general “abuse of children in a care facility” kind of thing, centered around Haut de la Garenne. There were initial claims that some of the children who stayed there went missing, and that bodies might be found on the grounds, but most of these have apparently been dismissed.

This one wonders what this one looks like- kurage sashimi?

Yeah, I don’t think you’d want to turn your back on that particular Santa.

When you work in a place that was literally occupied by Nazis, and where orphans tended to “disappear,” you have to figure some weird shit is going to go on.

It wasn’t even effective religious propaganda- when they first start whipping and beating on Him about halfway into the thing, I’m like:

Apparently, tilapia is “just a genetically-engineered fish” that’s “bred for its cheapness.”

Randy, I am the liquor.

If you’re in the Spokane area, I know a guy who keeps a tank of BCO in his car, and sells baloons of it in an Olive Garden parking lot. You have to go up to him and say, “Can you tell me how to get to the Arbor of Breadsticks?” and he’ll hook you up.