Omnibus Stupid MFers in the news thread (Part 2)

As @SunUp pointed out upthread. Lotta ways to do dumb stuff when you’re persuaded you’re too cool for school.

It sounds gross but usually what ends up happening is that the butter gets absorbed into the batter, so what you’re eating in the end isn’t a stick of butter inside a shell of batter like some kind of mutant mozzarella cheese stick, but just a really buttery sort of pastry.

But there is still a lot of butter, it kind of drips everywhere, so it’s still messy and fatty and you have to really like butter, but it’s not much worse than your standard carnival food. (Which is a low bar, I know.)

So. No worse than a deep-fried snickers bar?

Or deep-fried cheese for that matter (which is goddamn delicious).

I am not immune to the powerful seduction of mozzarella in carrozza. It’s some deviltry that something so bad for you tastes so damn good.

Especially at a state fair.

Note to self: Read the following posts first.

I’ve had my ignorance on the butter-eating issue successfully fought…yet somehow I don’t feel better. :nauseated_face:

“I can’t believe it’s not better!”

Now my batter’s bitter!

Well you should have used a bit 'o the better butter to make your batter better.

Do not put your bitter butter on the ball or the batter who / Who will never get to first base.

Are we about to have a Bitter Butter Batter Battle?

I was absolutely inspired by The Doctor.

But where is the potion with the poison?

Columbus super-lawyer :smiley: Sam Shamansky says his O.S.U. client is being investigated over “a bunch of vagaries”.

Aren’t vagaries those small furry animals that look like eggplants with feet?

It’s in the flagon with the dragon.
The vessel with the pestle has the brew that is true.

It seems that having this guy in charge of “quality control” was maybe a fox guarding a henhouse?

The O.S.U. Office of Institutional Equity investigates claims of “harassment, discrimination and sexual misconduct”.

Hopefully, this case amounts to nothing more than miniscule, squeaking vagaries.

You bet your bippy!