I recently finished a 6 pack of Top Ramen Chicken Flavor noodles that someone gave me. I don’t eat meat, so I just made vegetarian stock and cooked the noodles in that. I didn’t want to throw the flavor packets away because what if someone out there (someone like you!) really loves the Chicken Flavor packets and has always wished for some extra that they didn’t have to use to flavor their noodles. . .
TODAY IS YOUR DAY
You can nab these Chicken Flavor packets and use them to flavor popcorn, different noodles, marinade, etc. Maybe you just want extra flavor in your Top Ramen Chicken Flavor noodles! Or maybe you want to mix the Chicken Flavor with the Beef Flavor or the Shrimp Flavor! I even know some folks who used Flavor Packets like these to create a more intense obstacle course by filling kiddie pools with Ramen Water (maybe wait till Spring to try out this idea though(oh man, Chicken Flavor Snow Balls!!))! These are 6 extra Chicken Flavor packets of possibilities!
E-mail me and I can put them out on our front porch for you. OR if you seem really stoked there’s a possibility I could drop them off somewhere convenient for you.
If you want to leave me a list of things you’re thinking about doing with them, that would be awesome!
I recently discovered what Mutton Busting is. Basically its like bull riding but they’re 7 year olds trying to hold on to a bucking sheep. I however am a 22 year old, 130 lb woman and would probably break a sheep’s back and am too afraid to go bull riding.
I do something strange every new year and this year, I want to sit on a sheep. I am disappointed that I missed out on mutton busting as a child but I love animals and sheep are awesome. If anyone in Colorado owns a sheep that wouldn’t bite me for petting it, I would love to just take a picture of me pretending to be sitting on its back.
I swear to you it is only that. I will literally pay you to let me take a picture pretending to be mutton busting on your pet sheep. This is my New Years Resolution and I plan to fulfill it because for some reason I think pretending to be riding a sheep is awesome.
Email me if you can offer me such happiness to fulfill this random dream.
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Originally Posted: 2013-01-02 22:27
I farted on every single one of my employees. All 37 of them.
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So, I just need to tell the world because I am so happy that I have finally accomplished
something that has been 3 months in the making.
I farted on every single one of my 37 employees.
The initial fart began on January 21st, 2008 while I was expediting at my somewhat
famous restaurant in the meatpacking district.
Lets just say, I am a chef, I dont know if I would call myself world famous, but I am
definitely known in and around NYC.
I have had several specials on foodnetwork.
You probably know me if you like food and eating in manhattan.
That said, lets get back to the first fart, the maiden fart, the perfect fart.
It was hot as hell in the kitchen that night, sometimes I like to turn off the air conditioning
to give my staff a bit of a stir, it makes their blood flow, their tempers flash, but for some
reason, their discomfort turns out better quality food.
So with all the air off, there is no air flow in our downstairs kitchen, and its small and cramped and really really fucking hot,
even in january.
We have our plates in the warmer under our pass, so i was helping my hot apps guy plate a new fungi misti when it
happened.
He had the pan in his right hand, and we both reached to bend over to get the hot plate, i got there first, so he inhaled the
entire hot air load that i let roar out of my pants.
It was bold, loud, and completely unapologetic.
I was louder though, laughing so fucking hard at his coughing and gagging that i almost lost the granddaddy, the origin of
the fart, the poop.
This actually did happen on fart employee #19, but we will get back to that.
So with this began my mission.
I had to fart on everyone that works for me, and write it all in a log book so that I can keep track.
Some people I couldn’t just directly fart on, like my accountant, shes a sweet girl, and I think she might feel that I have
accosted her or something, department of labor could be called, etc…, so much care has to be taken with these types of cases.
The only rules I had were this: I had to fart on everyone, I mean including my bread guy, my pasta guy, all our
dishwashers, my sous chef, etc…
They had to either hear, smell or be somehow aware that I have farted on them. This is where it gets tricky.
I have to do it in order of name, alphabetically, and I cant skip people and come back.
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At least 80% had to make a comment or some type of revolting behavior afterward, and if they didnt, I had to do them
again and again, the same person, until they finally surrendered to the demon that is my fart.
This was easy with the line cooks and basic kitchen staff, as they are used to this kind of shit, the front of the house however,
are like a bunch of fucking statues scared to move.
My farts on them where secretly my most favorite, because I think it took them out of whatever musical they thought they
were living in, and made them alive, made them smell, made them want to throw up for a valid reason.
I think all farts should have a color assigned to them, because you know when that one fart comes out and lingers in the air
and wont leave, I mean its obvious that is a green fart. Everyone should know this by now, its even documented in cartoons.
A red fart is a spicy one, probably incurred by some type of spicy ethnic food with a great amount of chilis and onions.
A yellow fart, well these are worse on the farter, than they are on the fartee.
These are sick farts, the ones that are on the verge of being sharts. Just imagine the fart that comes after downing like gallon
of vodka, eating like 5 gyros on st. marks, then bagging a hooker named natasha, who acts like she is from russia, but you
know just know she fucking grew up in Hackensack.
This is never good, especially in the kitchen, so if I think I have a yellow in tow, I clamp my hole shut and run to the nearest
bathroom to unleash the fury.
Unless, of course I am at home, then what the hell, I let it rip and see what happens. New underwear are only like 5 feet
away, so lets see what happens, life is a journey.
I think I will post the story of every single persons very own and original fart on here every night for 37 nights. Some are
really good ones, some are just farts, but I will let you be the judge.
And maybe by the end some of you will know who i am, and if you ever do figure it out, come to my restaurant and tell the
bartender this: “Mr. Bojangles and his two sidewinders sent me”, he will give you a free drink, and a laugh.
Check u tomorrow for EF#2.
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