I_Am_Weasel: As dangerous as a carroted artery?
halfof33: what the swede is a "swede"?
squidgod2000: "The Telegraph reports that almost a quarter of those surveyed said pumpkins were the toughest vegetable to skin and chop while a fifth said swedes were the most dangerous."[i.imgur.com image 640x512]They don't look that tough.
Jim.Casy: I knew this had to be a British article. Americans don't eat vegetables. Unless you count ketchup.
ChipNASA: Fark, I am disappoint[images.bcdb.com image 175x131]
JackieRabbit: What about all those dangerous cucumbers that keep jumping up people's hoochies and buttholes?
MightyPez: [www.todayifoundout.com image 465x401]10,000 years ago if you ate one of these and didn't have the good sense to spit it out because of the bad taste, you would be dead.GM crops ruleNot a vegetable, I know.
TapDancingTamarin: Swedes are scary in the kitchen../link SFW but loud
Prank Call of Cthulhu: Hannibal Lecter: Then something woke you, didn't it? Was it a dream? What was it?Clarice Starling: I heard a strange noise.Hannibal Lecter: What was it?Clarice Starling: It was... hissing. Some kind of hissing, almost a sharp whistle.Hannibal Lecter: What did you do?Clarice Starling: I went downstairs. I crept into the kitchen. I was so scared to look, but I had to.Hannibal Lecter: And what did you see, Clarice? What did you see?Clarice Starling: A covered boiling pot of yams on the stove. Steam was hissing out. It was like the yams were screaming.Hannibal Lecter: They were boiling yams for Thanksgiving?Clarice Starling: And they were screaming.Hannibal Lecter: And you ran away?Clarice Starling: No. First I tried to free them. I... I took the lid off the pan, but they wouldn't hop out. They just sat there, boiling. They wouldn't run.Hannibal Lecter: But you could and you did, didn't you?Clarice Starling: Yes. I took one yam, and I ran away as fast as I could.Hannibal Lecter: Where were you going, Clarice?Clarice Starling: I don't know. I didn't have any food, well, other than yam of course, and it was so very hot, boiling hot. I thought, I thought if I could save just one, but... it was wet and starchy and starting to fall apart. I didn't get more than a few miles when the sheriff's car picked me up. My mom was so angry she sent me to live at the Lutheran orphanage in Bozeman. I never ate Thanksgiving dinner again.Hannibal Lecter: What became of your yam, Clarice?Clarice Starling: They mashed it up with some brown sugar, butter, and bourbon.Hannibal Lecter: You still wake up sometimes, don't you? You wake up in the dark and hear the screaming of the yams.Clarice Starling: Yes.Hannibal Lecter: And you think if you save poor Catherine, you could make them stop, don't you? You think if Catherine lives, you won't wake up in the dark ever again to that awful screaming of the yams.Clarice Starling: I don't know. I don't know.
Gordon Bennett: halfof33: what the swede is a "swede"?It's a vegetable. I believe you call it a rutabaga."
chappy62: [theness.com image 380x353]Not dangerous.
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