Spoo is high in fiber and protein, gluten-free, has a low glycemic index, and is certified organic. Skeletor doesn't realize spoo will help him stay totally ripped.
Spoo was in this long before B5 was made. JMS might've been writing B5 at his kitchen table at the time or something but yeah that delicacy of Spoo came from Etheria. lol
Spoo is/are (the plural of spoo is spoo) small, white, pasty, mealy critters, rather worm-like, and generally regarded as the ugliest animals in the known galaxy by just about every sentient species capable of starflight, with the possible exception of the pak'ma'ra, who would simply recommend a more rigorous program of exercise. They are also generally considered the most delicious food in all of known space, regardless of the individual's biology, almost regardless of species, except for the pak'ma'ra, who like the flavor but generally won't say so simply to be contrary. Spoo are raised on ranches on worlds with a damp, moist, somewhat chilly climate so that their skin can acquire just the right shade of paleness. Spoo travel in herds, if moving a total of six inches in any given direction in the course of a given year can actually be considered moving. They stay in herds ostensibly for mutual protection, but the reality is that if they weren't propped up against one another, most of them would simply fall down. They do not howl, bark, moo, purr, yap, squeak or speak. Mainly, they sigh. Herds of sighing spoo can reportedly induce unparalleled bouts of depression, which is why most spoo ranchers wear earmuffs even when it's only mildly cold, damp, wet and dreary outside. If there is any life-or-death struggle for dominance within the spoo herd, it has not yet been detected by modern science. Spoo ranching is one of the least regarded professions known. Little or no skill is required, once you've got a planet with the right climate. You bring in two hundred spoo, plop them down in the middle of your ranch, and go back to the nearby house. Soon you've got more. When it comes time to cull out the ones ready for market (the softest, mealiest, palest, most forlorn-looking spoo of the pack), little physical effort is required since they're incapable of rapid movement without falling over (see above). They do not resist, fight, or whine; they only sigh more loudly. When spoo harvest time comes, the air is full of the sound of whacking and sighing, whacking and sighing. Even an experienced spoo rancher can only harvest for brief periods of a time, due to the increased volume of sighing, which even the sound of whacking cannot altogether erase. (also see above) Some have simply gone mad. Spoo are the only creatures of which the Interstellar Animal Rights Protection League says, simply, "Kill 'em." Fresh spoo (served at an optimum temperature of 62-degrees) is served in cubed sections, so that they bear as little resemblence as possible to the animal from which they have just been sliced. Spoo is usually served alongside a chablis, or a white zinfandel. Further information on the care, feeding, eating and whacking of spoo can be found in the second edition of the Interstellar Guide to Fine Dining.
whenever I bring a hodgepodge of leftovers to work for lunch I call it 'spoo'. My co=workers find it disgusting. It has become a sort of running joke for me.
Spoo Recipe (Earth alternate ingredients) - Feeds 6-8 1/2 lb washed unpeeled potatoes suited for mashing (halved or quartered) 1/2 lb diced onions 2 tblsp ground mixed herbs 1 lb open cup mushrooms 4 tea bags 1 tblsp yeast extract or Bovril Boil 1 pint of water and add the tea bags. Leave to stew until the tea is dark. Place all ingredients into large pan and level as best as possible, add hot tea, top up to level of ingredients with more hot water. Leave to slowly simmer for at least 2 hours (a slow cooker is useful for this). Strain the stock to separate the solid ingredients. Take out the potatoes and mash (including the skins). Transfer the rest of the solid ingredients to a frying pan or wok with a little cooking oil and fry until brown. Add the stock back to the pan and this should form a reasonably full bodied broth. If it's too thin, thicken with a little corn starch. Now incorporate the mashed potatoes to the broth and simmer, stirring occasionally until reduced to a thick consistency. Serve in a large orange bowl with wooden spoon.
Just finished reading empire of the summer moon, the author mentioned mr Parker’s role in this movie, looked it up and was lucky enough to come across your commentary. Awesome video. Thanks for this!
"What does it taste like?" "Hard to say, Bo. Um, kind of, um .. spooish, I guess." "No. You're supposed to say chicken." "Huh?" "It's a joke. Whenever you eat something strange and someone asks, 'What does it taste like?' you're supposed to say chicken. It's funny that way." "It doesn't taste like chicken."
All this time, and it's probably the most authentic piece of cinema to do with the old west that you'll ever see. They were closer to the old west time period then, than we are now, so this would have been their reality.
I get the feeling that everyone mentioning Blackadder probably has very limited experience with British comedy. this is much, much closer to the offensively low rent Allo Allo, or other similar sitcoms. there is no Blackadder here.
