Posted on 05/20/2007 10:33:37 AM PDT by WesternCulture
A couple in the west Sweden town of Tanum got a most unwelcome free gift in their breakfast cereal on Friday.
As Kerstin Nilsson and Ingemar Hansson poured out a healthy bowl of Kelloggs All Bran out plopped a bat. A 4 centimetre long, shrivelled-up English bat.
"We couldn't believe our eyes," the couple told local paper Bohusläningen.
"But there it was, a stone-dead, dried-up bat. It was really disgusting. We lost our apetites immediately. You've got to wonder how it got there."
Kelloggs is wondering the same thing, and promised to take the matter seriously. The company sent a representative up to Tanum to take charge of the packaging, the cereal and the bat.
"The packet will be sent back to the factory in England where it was produced. We obviously want to know how the bat ended up in the cereal." said a spokesman for Kelloggs.
Fearing that the bat could have been carrying some kind of disease, the couple also contacted their local environmental health department.
An official took away a sample for testing.
“I went to an Exxon station for gasoline once and they put a tiger in my tank.”
- It is estimated that one out of 6 000 003 contributions posted in Internet fora (”fora” is the plural form of “forum”) are witty and amusing. The one you posted above is such a contribution.
There is no fricking way Pelosi fit into some cereal box...
I assume this was a box of Count Chocula? :)
“Now we see them regularly, even some classics from the 50s and 60s”
- In Sweden, you’ll find thousands upon thousands of restored American cars of the 1930’s, 1940’s, 1950’ and 1970’s.
Some samples of veteran American car clubs in Sweden (there are hundreds of others).
(Click “galleri” or bildgalleri” to view the cars the members of these clubs nurse, restore and take care of)
http://www.cadillacclub.se/english.html
Lived in the UK for one year as a child. A lot of my classmates had chocolate bars and candy for lunch. Personally, I preferred food.
One of the good things about living in the UK around 1979-80 was the experience of witnessing bands like Judas Priest, Iron Maiden and Motorhead making a name for themselves.
Correction:
I somehow forgot the 1960’s. There were a lot of nice cars made in this century as well...
“Sweden has mentally unbalanced nuts too.”
- True, but we voted them out September last year.
There is a long road ahead of us, but one of the most succesful countries in terms of export industry today has a Conservative government. It will make us even richer.
The Swedish Social Democrats gave up on Socialism about 20 years ago. This should also be remembered.
However, I’m convinced friends of Capitalism are better at Capitalist friendly policies than former Socialists will ever be.
Has it ever struck you that we Europeans like to make fun of Americans just because we actually love you?
Well; you better watch your step mister! The only reason we haven’t banned your people from the U.S. is because of your Bikini team!
;-)
I hope we hear more, when the variety and origin of the bat is determined...
Did they check for a collar to see if it was somebody’s pet bat?
Well that must have added to the fiber content somewhat.
“Well; you better watch your step mister! The only reason we havent banned your people from the U.S. is because of your Bikini team!”
- In fact, the original Swedish Bikini Team didn’t consist of Swedish women.
From Wikipedia:
“The Swedish Bikini Team was played by American actresses wearing platinum blonde wigs.
Uma Thorensen Avalon Anders
Karin Kristensen Suzanna Keller
Hilgar Oblief Heather Elizabeth Parkhurst
Eva Jacobsen Jane Frances
Ulla Swensen Peggy Trentini”
However, there is actually a genuine SBT inspired by the original Old Milwaukee beer commercial.
http://www.swedishbikiniteam.com/
Sigh! Does this world have nothing pure left that you can still believe in?
“Sigh! Does this world have nothing pure left that you can still believe in?”
Being a good patriot, my answer would be:
mmmmmmmm good!
The Swedes are just P.O.’ed because they didn’t collect VAT on the bat.
Eeeeeew!
A few weeks back, I took a vacation day. I went out to lunch and came back to find the Dread Boston Salty and Dennis (the boy cat) racketing around in the fireplace.
I went in the study to tell ‘em to knock it off, and Salty comes over to me with what I thought was a rope bone in his mouth. He dropped it about two inches from my feet, and it was a dead squirrel.
I shooed Salty into the living room, barricaded us in with a baby gate, and called my husband, who said he wasn’t coming home from San Antonio a day early and I’d have to pick it up.
So I did what any good Texas girl would do . . . I called my dad, but he was taking my mother to the hospital for an antibiotic treatment and wouldn’t be able to get over here for six hours or so.
In desperation, and fully aware that it would result in merciless mocking, I called Bacon Man. He left work and drove about 45 minutes to get to my place, and he not only picked up the squirrel, he even buried it in the back yard. How’s THAT for cool best friendness?
But dead squirrel . . . yuck.
Buy the bat, and get a bell FREE!
(rimshot!)
'Ees not dead, 'ees pinin' for the fjords.
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