He still has night terrors about it. He'll randomly wake screaming "Baconator!!!"
Just as a bit of a preface. The Wendy's Kumite is how Wendy's selects its next menu item. Each combatant is one hypothetical menu item.
The winner of the tournament's food they were "given" becomes the newest menu item.
What? You thought a committee or some shit did that?
Left was chosen after he filled out one of those restaurant surveys. Actually, I shouldn't say one. I should say around 3,200 surveys. Each one said "I want free food!!!!" and then had provocative art and our address/phone number.
It reads “You two are literally destroying this neighborhood. No one wants to buy a house on a street with rotting corpses impaled. The smell also is depressing. Please tell us why you’ve slaughtered beloved Saturday Morning characters en mass?
Clean this up or else!”
“Are we the assholes?” I asked Left.
“Uh. Was there any doubt? We spend our days slaughtering and drinking.”
“I think this might have gone too far.”
“It’s either we continue on or we get jobs that pay well enough to buy food. Good luck with that!”
So Left did a little more research "my pet monster blood 4 cell." That lead us to a rumor that there was a My Pet Monster living in Griffith Park in the old zoo.
It was a thirty minutes drive there, but we'd already siphoned enough gas from our neighbor's car to get us there.
So earlier I was reviewing Die Hard and Left was shadowboxing while his Care Bear jerky (I'll get to that another day) cooked...cured? Whatever the fuck it does.
There was a knock on our door. I ignored it because it's a pandemic and I refuse to have human contact.
They kept hammering on the door. Like insis...insi...constantly.
I yelled out "Just leave it, asshole!"
They kept knocking. I looked through the door eyehole and saw someone wearing a death mask.
Not the king Tut type. The "wear during the purge" type.
Not a lot of people know this, but @Soundsaboutleft was a tough NY cop who went to LA to follow after this wife and when he was at a ...
THIS IS DIE HARD'S PLOT. YA GET IT???
I'm reviewing die hard.
And I don't care if it's a Christmas movie or not. It's an awesome 80s action film.
It stars Bruce Willis as John Shirley McClane, the late, great Alan Rickman as Hands Across America Gruber, Reginald Vel Johnson as Urkel's neighbor, and other people.
(So due to a delivery being scheduled between now and whenever the fuck it comes, there's gonna be a large gap at some point while I put all that crap away...deal with it.)