My Dad will recall the time he went to visit an elderly aunt who was very short sighted. She insisted on making dinner.
It was only later when he went to put something in the bin that he realised she had cooked dinner with a tin of Brandy dog food and not the tin of stewed steak that was also sitting on the worktop
some dogfood back in the 80s was tastier than "premium stewed steak" in a tin. DAMHIKT . also reminds me of this.
Yesterday I was buying 2 large bags of dog food at Asda. I was about to check out when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog. What did she think I had – an elephant?
Since I had little else to do, on impulse, I told her that no I didn’t have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again, although I probably shouldn’t because I ended up in the hospital last time. On the bright side though, I had lost 25 Kilos before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of every hole in my body and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to give it a try again. (I have to mention here that everyone in the line was enthralled with my story by now.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food had poisoned me. I told her no; I had stopped in the middle of the car park to lick my nuts and a car hit me.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard.
Asda won’t let me shop there anymore.