So my husband tells a story about a guy he worked with at his first job. They’d regularly go to a Thai restaurant near their office – one of those really legit places where grandma is the chef. So the guy says one day to their server, looks this girl dead in the eye, and says “You can’t make it hot enough.”
Server gives him this look like “your funeral” and takes the order to the kitchen. GRANDMA COMES OUT AND LOOKS AT THIS POOR WHITE BOY, shakes her head, and goes back in the kitchen.
When the dish comes out, it’s a solid mass of just RED. Dudes at the table are dying just sitting near it. This guy tries his damnedest, gets about five bites in, and can’t do it. Mr You-cant-make-it-hot-enough was fucking obliterated by Chef Grandma.
And to add insult to injury, they replaced the dish for him, and GRANDMA BRINGS IT OUT, gives him a look and shakes her head.
I think there’s a reasonable chance this was his receipt.
why is Spring by Vivaldi still such a fucking banger?
DON’T CALL IT THAT
it just slaps.
DON’T SAY THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you think people weren’t sitting there fanning themselves in old Italy trying not to nut in their leggings listening to that shit when it first dropped???
ok um honestly I don’t care if this post was meant to be ironic or not, but being an Italian chick I felt offended by this. you’re insulting & despising one of the greatest works in the world.
“you think people weren’t sitting there fanning themselves in old Italy” this part is disgusting, I hope you realize how racist & rude it is towards Italians & especially Vivaldi himself. have some respect.
I’ve stared at this comment a great deal, deleting a five or six separate patient and honest responses, but really all I can say to you is this:
holy shit
Patient and honest doesn’t work on the internet phoneus. This is a place for brash accusations of every single persons deep seeded racism, fascism and all that! You sir are a Nazi for applauding Vivaldi in a humorous slap stick sort of way. For shame sir! For shame.
I was about to reply with a joke but then I scrolled down and saw a video of you shitting yourself in a diaper and no offense but that completely and utterly derailed, OBLITERATED my train of thought
The perentie (Varanus giganteus) is the largest monitor lizard or goanna native to Australia, and the fourth-largest living lizard on earth, after the Komodo dragon, Asian water monitor, and the crocodile monitor. They can grow over eight feet in length.
In 2005, researchers discovered that all monitors may be somewhat venomous. Previously, bites inflicted by monitors were thought to be prone to infection because of bacteria in their mouths, but the researchers showed that the immediate effects are caused by mild envenomation.
Depending on their size, they hunt insects, lizards, fish, birds, and small animals such as rats and rabbits. Larger individuals will also hunt large animals, such as small kangaroos, wombats, and even lone dingoes.
Welcome to another fine and furry Caturday! Today we’re celebrating the athleticism of cats by enjoing the work of Japanese photographer Hisakata Hiroyuki, who takes such dynamic photos of cats leaping, twisting, lunging, and pouncing that it looks like eat kitty is a martial arts master hard at work practicing their best moves.
Russian artist Svetlana Petrova has an awesome marmalade cat named Zarathustra whom she photoshops into famous works of art. No matter the renown of the artist or beauty of the subject matter, Zarathustra’s ample tabby frame immediately becomes the hilarious center of attention. He melts alongside Dalí’s clocks, cuddles up to Vermeer’s milkmaid, da Vinci’s Lady with an Ermine and Mona Lisa, and even Whistler’s Mother. We particularly love his use of modesty tail whilst lounging in Edouard Manet’s Olympia and the tip of the tail positioned in place of Adam’s hand in Michelangelo’s The Creation of Adam.
Petrova is currently exhibiting artwork at The Barn at Stonehill House, in Abingdon, Oxfordshire in a show entitled Russian Extremes – From Icons to I-Cats. The show runs through June 5, 2014.
Follow the ongoing high art hijinks of Zarathustra at Svetlana Petrova’s website, Fat Cat Art.