Jon Sez: No Gallbladder, No Problem
My cousin John decided to chime in late in the game:
Well here we go!
I feel that since the Barbarian is now off and running that it’s time for me to chime in. While I’m still trying to figure out why he is doing this, I sit back for a moment and realize why not. Jobless, homeless and in need of attention; a better time there will not be.
A few things come to mind when thinking of the Barbarian and his love for food. Being an older cousin to the Barbarian I can say I’ve seen this love grow from his earliest stages of development.
I participated in many challenges and for many years stood side by side with the Barbarian; causing damage to organs we will most likely need in the future. I would just like to list a few of our outings. There was the Mc Donald’s nugget eating contest where we ate a combined 120+ nuggets, Ozzie dogs at Yankee Stadium (Bun, dog, onions, chili, cheese wiz, potato crisps and mustard). Going toe to toe at a Brazilian Steakhouse in Montreal which resembled the steak eating scene from The Great Outdoors only with John Candy eating another human being.
All this reminds me of a sign that my mother used to have posted in my kitchen as a child. It was a picture of a pig with the saying: Eat to live, don’t live to eat. There is no doubt that the Barbarian lived his life by following the latter half of that saying but it seems the tables have finally turned.
Looking back on all these events I say to myself there is no way he could last the week. But I remember a time in the recent past when the Barbarian’s gallbladder finally threw in the towel after years of abuse. Because of this the Barbarian was forced to a limited diet for many weeks and this gives me some added hope for his new adventure. I do have to add that I’m a little disappointed that the Barbarian found a friend in a reptilian corpse.
Godspeed Barbarian, Godspeed.