Weird News – How NOT To Eat Octopus
Time now for WDHA’s Weird News with the one and (thankfully) only Executive Producer Michael Fuzzy Lee – with culinary tips including how NOT to eat octopus.
Today in Weird News, a patient in Singapore told doctors he had been vomiting after having throat pain after eating a large meal which included octopus.
Doctors slid a scope down his throat and were shocked to see a fully intact octopus lodged deep down inside his esophagus. They used an endoscope and forceps to grab the ecto-intruder and pull it back out of the patient’s mouth.
And on the phone with me right now is Mr. Singapore Man.
FUZZY – “So, sir, just out of curiosity, did you ever think to eat something less squirmy and know not alive?
SINGAPORE MAN – Octopus in esophagus!”
F – Yes, I’m aware of that, sir. But did you ever hear of chewing your food first? It’s sort of a mantra here in the States. You got to learn to take small bites.
SM – Octopus in esophagus.
F – Yes, I know, sir. You had an octopus in your esophagus, but I was wondering, did you ever think to eat something smaller and cooked like calamari with cocktail sauce? Squirt of lemon on top is always nice.
SM – Help! Octopus in esophagus.
F – Yes, I’m aware of that, sir, you had an octopus in your esophagus, but I was just wondering wait a minute. Are you saying you have another octopus stuck in your throat?
SM – Yes.
F – Oh, then why are you talking to me for? Sir, you need to talk to someone important, like a doctor or maybe the Kielbasa Queen, if she’s still around. Listen, I’ll hang up the phone so you can get some help. Okay, thanks, and best of luck with that. I hope you get a clean bill of health.
Okay. Yeah, that didn’t go all too well.
Let’s just move on to something else.
Lastly, in Weird News, a Georgia woman had an extra spicy reaction to a dispute over a Popeye’s meal driving her SUV through the shop’s front door after allegedly getting shorted on some biscuits.
Stories like this seem to pop up often. You want to know what I’ll do if I was shorted one biscuit?
I would dress up in a chicken costume, cluck my way through the front door, peck all the workers on the head, grab a biscuit and butter it up and stick it over the eyes of the manager, grab a couple of chicken legs and yell. And during the commotion, I’ll serve myself a free vanilla frosty and cluck my way right out the door.
And that’s DHA’s Weird News.