I never watch the news anymore, but I accidently tuned in last night. As many of you might've heard already, a woman bit into a finger in her chili while dining at a Wendy's in San Jose. That news was outrageous. Here's a quote from Yahoo: "Health officials said the fingertip was approximately 1 1/2 inches long. They believe it belongs to a woman because of the long, manicured nail."

Man, that is so sick, yet in a way, awesome. It's one of those things that's funny because it didn't happen to you, yet you know the odds of it happening to any you isn't so far fetched. The sickest part of the whole thing was that Wendy's closed for two hours to figure out how the finger got into the chili, and then reopened and sold more chili. HAHA.

I will never buy the chili at Wendy's again. I don't care how much they'll guarantee my chili will be fingerless.

I ate at McDonald's for the first time since January. I was staring at my Fruit N' Yogurt Parfait and McChicken before every bite. You never know what body part may show up in my food.

What the heck is going on with that Wendy's? Is it owned by Mike Tyson?

Wendy's is going to take a while to recover from this, but you know how the public is: we'll be back eating at Wendy's in a week. The sad thing is I bet hecka people bought chili from that San Jose Wendy's today who didn't care about fingers popping up.

Wendy's should just pass it off as part of their new and improved flavored chili. Beans, carrots, and tomatoes are just too boring.