Swinal Craniage 1, National Socialists 0

So the Ranee has acquired a cheap source for some really top-grade deli-style stuff, and has been bringing it home.
Most of it's pretty good, but last week she brought home this massive long donkey cock of the dreaded Shwartenmagen, the Presswurst, Saltisón, Formaggio de Testa, or, for the royalty among us, Hladetina.

That's right, she brung home a fucking HEAD CHEESE.

Now I kind of hate that shit.
Growing up on the farm, and surrounded by folks of direct Ukranski lineage, I've not only eaten my fair share of it, I've been around when it was being prepared

And this is BEFORE it gets gross...

and it just isn't for me.
Added to that, as we know, I do make a concerted effort to strenuously avoid consumption of the swine generally.
And this stuff just smelled like shit ANY fucking ways.

So, what's a guy to do?

Fob it off on Helmüt Shtrünt, the Nazi Künt, of course.

I figured he'd be all over it like a two-headed Hindu at the Boneless Chicken Ranch.

If only out of a sense of duty to the fucking Vaterland.

Apparently he got through a few bites and then surrendered in horror and shame.

We haven't heard from him since, it's been almost a week now.

Hey, don't look at me, what the fuck, I figured, you know, he's a Kraut, right??


Raj