You never quite get used to the smell of a corpse. Especially when you find it in a men's room stall in a Limburger cheese factory. I could just see tomorrow's headlines: Pecorino Cut from Big Block of Cheddar; Final Words of Cheese Dairy Heir; Murder Blows Chunks of Gouda; and the worst of all, Limburger Out-Stinks Rotting Corpse Crammed in Crapper!
Then inside the article, the reporters would use cute and catchy made up words like food-porn, foods-turbation, food-interuptus, geni-cuisine. Ev...
Published on July 11, 2010 07:02