We haven't had a That Which Does Not Kill Me post -- or any post, really -- for a little while because I've been sick out of my mind for the past week, resulting in diminished appetite (save for my slightly peculiar need for hard cider) and very diminished brain function. That I've lost my voice as well just takes this entire affair to new heights of hilarity (no, really, it's OK -- you can laugh), since I've now been reduced to a lozenge-sucking, hot water-drinking, perpetual scarf-wearing, tylenol cold-popping misanthrope who is about to celebrate her birthday completely voiceless.
Anyhow, because I can't really eat, much less eat the crazee stuff that makes for good blogging, I'm sending you over to The Onion today, to read someone else's travails with food products that never should've seen the light of day. Patton Oswalt does our dirty work this week, consuming what he refers to as "a failure pile in a sadness bowl" -- yup, the KFC Famous Bowl. I've been curious about this for a while now -- surely something with mashed potatoes, fried chicken, corn, and cheese couldn't go that horribly awry, could it? Oswalt begs to differ.
Enjoy! (Er.. I mean.. 'Enjoy'.)
[Thanks to NM for the link.]
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