Scar asks Blowsie what was her intention? Besides making everybody shit grease for a month? Blowsie claims she wanted to serve them all the different pieces of the chicken, but one of her fryers was down (what about Lizzie letting you use hers, you lying twat?), so she just went with the boneless pieces. Daveybee tells her about the disgusting pool of grease that was left on her banana leaf, and calls it a “gut-bomb”. Blowsie blames not having enough time, she just dumped the chicken straight from the fryer onto the plate. Daddy Tom points out how this seems to happen to her every week, she ran out of time during Restaurant Wars, too, and an hour to fry chicken is plenty of time, she should have been able to drain some of the chicken grease on a paper towel. Blowsie starts saying she wasted time on trying to– and Daddy cuts her off, “Exactly… you were wasting time.”
twelve weeks worth of time
Seeing that her usual excuses are holding no water, and with no one else left to blame, Blowsie erroneously switches tactics by insisting that her chicken tasted great, she had a piece herself, and Lizzie Borden told her it was delicious, everyone who tasted it thought it was delicious. Daddy’s tone turns deadly-cold as he snarls “I guess Dave and Wolf and Emeril and Johnny and Vinny and Michelle, Padma, me, you know, we have no idea what we’re talking about.” Blowsie tries to backpedal and claims that’s not what she’s saying…
except it is exactly what she’s saying
How else is someone supposed to take a statement like that? “I tasted it, and everyone I’ve been annoying for weeks tasted it, and they all told me it was heaven in their mouths, therefore you tasting it and telling me it sucks means that you must be wrong.” HATEHATEHATE.
As for ThumbyHead and his chicken cordon-bleu, he says being from Europea, they don’t have fried chicken like we do in America. Wolfie zez he grew opp een Auztria, undt one of zee mozt famouz dish vrom Vienna eez friet chickenz. Daddy reminds him nobody told him to make chicken cordon-bleu, they wanted fried chicken. Thumby says this was his version of it, it’s what he had as a kid. He tries to claim he was doing a twist on fried chicken, and Daddy Tom vehemently disagrees, because it’s just a separate dish of it’s own. He goes on to accuse Thumby of trying to be sneaky-clever about it by not giving them the dish they asked for and instead serving something he thought would be good enough to skate through on…
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