From: Afphantom Newsgroups: alt.fan.pratchett Subject: [I] Quorn (was: Re: [I] Cottage cheese (was : Question for English People)) Date: Tue, 24 Jul 2001 22:16:32 +0100 James Whyley wrote in message ... >"Wenning" wrote ... >> There are more disgusting foodstuff. >> Fat from a certain kind of frogs' >> stomach, fermented all kinds of stuff ... >> I have to admit that I think there is >> a special piquancy about the taste of >> fried fermented tofu. > > Tofu is not food, tofu is something evil > and should be destroyed. It is not - it could never be - as evil as QUORN! That vat-grown Comestible of Satan that masquerades as a foodstuff should be eradicated entirely from the face of the planet! In fact, I know a song about that ;-) To those who have already been inflicted with the early version of this in private rendition, my sincerest apologies... *** (To the tune of "Torn", by Natalie Imbruglia - verse structure slightly altered for narrative porpoises!) I was walking 'round the shops one day I got hung'ry, needed somethin' to eat Come what may - Couldn't find a fast-food stall! So I walked into this cosy place Looked around, found a chair, Prepared to stuff my face; I scanned the menu in some haste I couldn't think What to try; Ordered steak n' onion pie - But what's goin' on? Something's wrong - it's QUORN! Let me out this place Feed me somethin' real - You know that this stuff tastes Like wood-shavings off the floor. Illusion never tastes Like a decent meal I'm wide awake, And I can see This dreadful pie is QUORN Get it off my plate, I'm in dread of QUORN... So I told the waitress "this ain't right!" She wouldn't hear, didn't care About my sorry plight - Voices raised became a fight... I went too far, I pushed my luck - The waitress raised her hand and struck It made my ears ring; I slipped and fell in QUORN! Let me out this place Feed me somethin' real - You know that this stuff tastes Like wood-shavings off the floor. Illusion never tastes Like a decent meal I'm wide awake, And I can see This dreadful pie is QUORN Get it off my plate, I'm in dread of QUORN... When I woke my head hurt like hell - I came around behind the bars Of a prison cell; Now I'm not feelin' all that well! The judge has said I have to stay Jailed for Making An Affray But I won't last long, Fed on bread and QUORN! Let me out this place Feed me somethin' real - You know that this stuff tastes Like wood-shavings off the floor. Illusion never tastes Like a decent meal I'm wide awake, And I can see This dreadful pie is QUORN Get it off my plate, I'm in dread of QUORN... *** This was a public disservice announcement. I'll get my shroud. AfPhantom