Mjölby

A place where Hillbillies live with a massive potatoe. Everyone who lives there are somewhat related and occasionally enjoys the activity of beaver hunting.

Every year, a new leader will be elected by a massive potatoe throwing contest.

"Damn, I sure could go for some potaoes"
"Wanna head over to Mjölby?"
"WHAT? No are you crazy!?"

Cinnamon-ginger-licorice-tasting fried chicken beaks.

The definition of the type of food you consume without minutes notices because it sounded good, only to quickly realize that you're going to have a rough time on the toilet when you wake up from your food-induced coma.

"Jeez, I could really go for one of those Cinnamon-ginger-licorice-tasting fried chicken beaks."

"Dammit Bob, you know what happened to Jeremy!"

*mouth stuffed with cinnamon-ginger-licorice-tasting fried chicken beaks* "Wha?"