Krusty: Listen, about the Ribwich. We won't be making them anymore. The animal we made them from is now extinct.
Homer: The pig?
Otto: The cow?
Krusty: You're way off. Think smaller...think more legs.
Vidor wrote:Krusty: Listen, about the Ribwich. We won't be making them anymore. The animal we made them from is now extinct.
Homer: The pig?
Otto: The cow?
Krusty: You're way off. Think smaller...think more legs.
Also, this isn't really pointed at anyone and I mostly kvetch because Mrs. AW is this way big time, who the [expletive] cares what kind of meat it is? I'm sure if you have some advanced palette or pay attention or whatever, you can tell the difference between free range chicken that paraded their days away pecking on organic grass/feed/whatever and a chicken that was shot full of steroids and antibiotics being fed 8 pounds of disgusting slop while living in a 1 foot cube. But....that's for the heuty teutie to discuss. We're talking about arby's. Suffice to say, they pass the FDA requirements, probably barely, and they have a meat mountain for sale for $10. This isn't going to be some high quality chicken/ham/roastbeef/bacon. Which brings me back to my long-winded point: Who cares what it is?
There are only a few questions you really need to be worried about:
Does it taste good?
Is it going to make you violently ill?
Did someone rub their nuts on it?