Haven’t turned orange yet, but I am crapping like a general.
BTW, could not be more amused that you’re amazed at high carrot consumption.
Haven’t turned orange yet, but I am crapping like a general.
BTW, could not be more amused that you’re amazed at high carrot consumption.
The problem I find with the baby carrots is that they are covered in this strange slime. It is hard to find a good bag at Albertsons these days. It’s a problem that only concerns the baby carrots too. Which is why I stopped buying baby carrots and now buy those diagonally sliced pieces instead.
Yeah, ava, I kind of know what you mean. My bags of baby cut carrots are always WET WET WET. Sometimes they’ll dry out in my fridge, but if they don’t, and they sit there for a few days, they do start to feel a bit slimy.
I’m not sure I’ve ever been near a General when he’s been on the throne, but I think I can guess, Otto.
You need a Salad Spinner, scout1222. Dry those suckers right off.
I don’t even know what that means. And I don’t think I want to. :eek:
A pound a day?
Okay, well, “Sometimes a tiny carrot is just a tiny carrot.” - Freud
Not so, sez I. When I was a poor student, lo these many moons ago, our flat ran out of food: we had basic carbohydrates, like pasta and rice, but, until the next cheque came in, for the remainder of the food pyramid we had to rely on the box of veges brought by the hippy vege co-op each week {rather like Red Cross food parcels for POW’s}. They bought them cheap at the markets, after the shops had finished bidding, so these were already the pariahs of the vegetable world.
Normally nobody ate the carrots, so we had half a box full of wizened, orange little phallic parodies to subsist upon: these were grated, souped, mashed, pureed, served on toast - we did every damn thing conceivable with these carrots except stick them up our arses {and that would have probably only improved the flavour}.
We subsisted on this gulag-like diet for a week, and in the spirit of true scientific research, I can report that by the end we had all turned a cheerful shade of orange, and could happily have sought alternative employment as traffic cones on the motorway: as a corollary, I have never eaten a carrot since.
Because you expect a **missbunny ** to understand your carroty needs and not judge?
I also wanted to mention that even though I have never heard this expression before I love it. It makes me think that you take a big dump and then jump up and salute it.
Is your poop orange yet?
This is one of those School of the Americas things, right?
Thanks. AFAIK I made it up.
Who do you think you are, lieu?
Can you really OD on tomatoes? Shoot, I’m fucked. I eat those bitches every day. And they LIKE it.
But I hate carrots. I hate baby carrots. I hate all carrots. Unless they’re cooked and steamed in butter and brown sugar.
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I just watched a an episode of “House,MD” I had taped, and a minor sideline story was about a guy who was eating so many carrots he turned orange.
So why are you obsessively eating all these carrots? What do you hope to accomplish, healthwise? Do you frequently go on mono-food binges like this? How can you stand to eat the same thing, day after day after day?
missbunny=rabbit? Right?
How much sugar was inthe cookie mix/batter? One ‘kiss’ or the pb. wouldn’t be that sweet.
All righty, two new bags of carrots purchased today. Still have one from last week that I haven’t gotten to yet. There is some condensation starting to form inside the bag so I fear that the early stages of baby carrot slime may be setting in, but if I polish them off tomorrow and/or Tuesday they should be fine.
On your privates? You need to improve your aim.
I love carrots. I have never eaten them until I turn orange, though, and I hope I never do. I would like to keep loving carrots.
(Wait for it… )
If you suddenly turn orange, does this make you a protestant automatically?