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There was an odd story out of Danvers Massachusetts last week about a guy you might say threw himself into his work.
A cleaning man had to be rescued after he was sucked into a machine at a sausage making company.  The guy was cleaning the vacuum-type machine that is used to season meat.  Now isn’t that odd?  Shouldn’t the machine work the other way.  How can it season the meat if it sucks.  Wouldn’t it work better if it blew the seasoning onto the meat.  Oh, well.  I don’t pretend to know the inner workings of a sausage-making factory any more than I know the inner contents of a sausage.

Stop showing off!
Local police reported the guy’s head and shoulders got stuck in the machine after it somehow turned itself on while being cleaned.  Man, that’s some vacuum.  It’d give Dyson a run for it’s money.
You know, I’d say the incident gives new meaning to getting “sucked in” – as well as to “seasoned worker”.
Reminds me of the story of the guy who worked at a meat factory and accidentally backed into the meat grinder.  Yeah, he got a little behind in his work!
This post originally appeared on The Parody Files blog.
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Malisa said…
Your post brings to the surface the old argument of "suck versus blow". I mean, who in the world ever named the blow job? :)
28 May 2010 at 10:33
Anonymous said…
Ick and eek!

I just hope I didn't buy any sausage "on sale" that week.

*shudders*
28 May 2010 at 10:52
nonamedufus said…
Malisa: That's just too funny...and you've got a good point!
28 May 2010 at 11:30
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: I don't know, did it taste any different?
28 May 2010 at 11:31
Chris said…
"Just when I thought I was out . . . they pulled me back in."
28 May 2010 at 11:53
Donnie said…
Oscar Meyer can't hold a candle to this guy! Talking about getting immersed in your job!
28 May 2010 at 12:03
nonamedufus said…
Chris: That must have been just the way it was for this guy. Yikes.
28 May 2010 at 12:06
nonamedufus said…
Don: Yeah, but some days work can be a real "grind". Ya know?
28 May 2010 at 12:07
00dozo said…
"Oh, the groan, the groan...".

Punny stuff dufus!

I guess he quit his job because it just sucked.

(my captcha: "boidists"... Bhuddists from the Bronx?")
28 May 2010 at 12:48
nonamedufus said…
00dozo: Awwww...I wish I had of thought of that.
28 May 2010 at 14:52
RA said…
Maybe the reporter got it wrong here, and the machine doesn't really suck. But since he heard the worker say "this machine sucks!" he is now serving us with an erroneous mental image about a machine that works the wrong way around...?
28 May 2010 at 15:32
Kelly said…
"Suck honey, don't blow; it's only an expression." Did I say that out loud?

Ok, that guy's sausage looks like a really icky snake. I hate snakes. And I don't want to know what sausage is made of.
28 May 2010 at 15:49
nonamedufus said…
RA: You may have something there. So the machine sucks, not the job?
28 May 2010 at 15:52
nonamedufus said…
Kelly: A sentence that starts with "That guy's sausage..." just isn't going to ever end well.
28 May 2010 at 15:55
http://howtobecomeacatladywithoutthecats.blogspot.com said…
Now, there's a Darwin award in the making....
29 May 2010 at 08:45
nonamedufus said…
CL: Yeah but he lived. So much for the award. Maybe next time.
29 May 2010 at 09:05
Kelly said…
"Suck honey, don't blow; it's only an expression." Did I say that out loud?

Ok, that guy's sausage looks like a really icky snake. I hate snakes. And I don't want to know what sausage is made of.
12 May 2011 at 14:38
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