Legacy Of The Night wrote:
Apparently, I share a birthday with Devin Townsend, James LaBrie, Bill Ward, and Michael Palin. And that day's today. I'm probably gonna go out and have some Korean food with the family and eat some cake 'n shit.
Happy Birthday.
Korean food... when I was working for a concrete contractor (laying walkways, patios, and whatnot) myself and the two other dudes that were to do the job for this Korean family were riding in the back of the boss's pickup truck, pleasantly baked and enjoying the crisp Santa Cruz spring morning air (the job was in Watsonville) when inevitably the discussion turned to "how those fuckers eat dogs, man"... well, I had heard that before, of course, but didn't really believe it, but this one dude kept insisting it was true.
He finally said, "look, man, I'll show you when we get there. I've done some work on their property before, and I've dug up madibles, little leg bones and the whole shit. "
So, anyway, we get there, start digging and fuckin A, we start uncovering little dog sized bones; this was very interesting, but even more interesting was the fact that they seemed to be running a small kennel around the other side of the yard. Only thing was, out of the six or so of the, what the hell are they, little doggie cages, only half of them had occupants. My uncannily sharp powers of observation vaguely noted that there weren't any little pooches running around, and strange suppositions began whispering down my sun and weed baked brain...
Well, at this point, the guy that had been out there before pulled us a side, and saying, "dig it, check out their refrigerator" led us through the sliding glass window, into the kitchen and lo and behold... in the freezer were stacks of what appeared to be meat wrapped in that old fashioned white butcher paper... maybe it was beef, but who knows.
Of course, I am not saying that all Koreans eat dog, but I thought I'd share that little tale with you as a birthday present. Bon apetit!