When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. When given dead squid, make sushi. Or whatever the heck it is your recipe creates. I hate squid, but yours makes it sound edible.
fried calamari! Egg and flour batter, hot oil for deep frying. Slice squid into rings, batter, fry, and eat with garlic mayo and maybe a little hot sauce and plenty of beer. WIN! Squid’s gotta be fresh, and you gotta cook it real fast otherwise it gets all rubbery.
When life gives you lemons, don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back. GET MAD! I DON’T WANT YOUR —- LEMONS! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?! DEMAND TO SEE LIFE’S MANAGER! Make life RUE the day it thought it could give CAVE JOHNSON LEMONS! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I’M THE MAN WHO’S GONNA BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN! WITH THE LEMONS! I’m gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that’s gonna BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN!”
I can’t help but wonder if this question was written by the manager of a hockey rink… Only in hockey would heckles take the form of throwing dead sea life onto the playing surface.
Coming from Detroit here, I think that this would have to come from the joe Louis manager, because he is the guy who has to constantly clean em up. Plus, at least here in the D, the squid is the highest form of praise for our Wings. GO WINGS!! lol
Ya! Go U of Windsor! This was in our mandatory first year *Canadian* English course from Pearson education; an American company teaches us Canadian English…
*sigh* i guess im going to have to clean em up. now where did i put my dead squid vacuum?
dude, it is just a question, you dont have to clean em up
whose
Sorry, antimoo, that’s wrong. If you want to be possessive, it’s “whose,” but if it’s supposed to be a contraction then it’s “who’s”… scalawag.
The question itself is wrong. When phrased properly, it is:
“Whose Whos [i]are[/i] going to clean up all these dead squid?”
And the answer: Horton’s Whos, that’s whose Whos. You heard of them?
Win.
fail, because that s**t is for kids…
No, Trix are for kids.
Silly wabbit.
rabbit* wabbit is looney toons
In which universe would anyone familiar with the english language have picked “whose”?
Facebook.
Or pretty much anywhere on the Internet.
But… didn’t you say a few comments ago that the answer should be ‘whose’? And now you’re saying anyone that picks ‘whose’ is an idiot?
C-C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER!!!
Probably someone of the latino universe
Strong bad FTW. Cough.
LOVE the H*R referance. That made my day.
Fail?
Way to be on top of things, antimoo. FAIL!
Give me flour, eggs, some hot oil and plenty of garlic mayonnaise. Problem solved.
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. When given dead squid, make sushi. Or whatever the heck it is your recipe creates. I hate squid, but yours makes it sound edible.
fried calamari! Egg and flour batter, hot oil for deep frying. Slice squid into rings, batter, fry, and eat with garlic mayo and maybe a little hot sauce and plenty of beer. WIN! Squid’s gotta be fresh, and you gotta cook it real fast otherwise it gets all rubbery.
Fried catamari! Roll the squid along the ingredients, picking up as you go the flour, eggs, rice, seaweed… this is basically sushi isn’t it?
u dont fired sushi
When lives gives you lemons, YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING without water and sugar as well
life * x_x
When life gives you lemons, don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back. GET MAD! I DON’T WANT YOUR —- LEMONS! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THESE?! DEMAND TO SEE LIFE’S MANAGER! Make life RUE the day it thought it could give CAVE JOHNSON LEMONS! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I’M THE MAN WHO’S GONNA BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN! WITH THE LEMONS! I’m gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that’s gonna BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN!”
The question should be, “who cares?”
I can’t help but wonder if this question was written by the manager of a hockey rink… Only in hockey would heckles take the form of throwing dead sea life onto the playing surface.
Coming from Detroit here, I think that this would have to come from the joe Louis manager, because he is the guy who has to constantly clean em up. Plus, at least here in the D, the squid is the highest form of praise for our Wings. GO WINGS!! lol
why, the Squid Squad, of course..
Why, the Squid Squad, of course!
What I want to know is what you do with the dead squid once you have them clean.
you cook ‘em
Ya! Go U of Windsor! This was in our mandatory first year *Canadian* English course from Pearson education; an American company teaches us Canadian English…
Sounds like you’ve been totally screwed then;)
i agree, the squid squad will take care of all your dead squid problems.
But you have to wonder how it got there in the first place…
me too
Whose squid are they?
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Well…the real question is…how did all these dead squid get here to begin with?
Nice! No fail for you!
Why thank you!