When I was in the norwegian army a few years back, we actually got real
Spam,<<<SNIP>>>

For what it is worth, I love Spam. It's perfect for camping, keeping for a
long while in the Westy, ready to eat in a moment (gratuitous Vanagon
Content).

I'll eat it grilled, broiled, or fried in a pan; cold on a sandwich, or
diced into scrambled eggs. It's Pork shoulder and other ground up decent
pig meat, (no lips, toes, ears, eyeballs, brains, esophaguses or anything
of the sort). I basically don't eat red meat, but will eat this stuff.

In the words of John Cleese, in the Monty Python Sketch "Spam":    "There,
there, dear. Don't cause a fuss...I'll eat your Spam (for you). I love it.
I'm having Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam, Spam,
Spam, Baked Beans, Spam, and Spam.

G. Matthew Bulley
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