www.kingfishersurgery.org.uk Review:

Country: 94.236.93.178, Europe, GB

City: -0.1224 , United Kingdom

The jerky was tender and had a unique smell. The shredded texture coupled with the flavor was very different from the usual brands that I tend to buy. As an FYI, this product requires refrigerating after being opened. Overall it was just not for me though I appreciate the methodology behind the way it's prepared,

I have owned this chair for close to 10 years. I bought it right off the Infomercial and I spent primo $$$. Too bad I didn't buy it on Amazon -- what a deal on Amazon! Really. I'm sorry to read that the chair has broken on some customers because for me, it's been a great purchase.

SOY... That being said, make sure you do your research. Most of this is research I've done but if you just want my feelings on this product just scroll to the end and read the last 4 or 5 sentences. On with the review... Every single 1 star rating on this product is either because of taste or because there is Soy in it. I have also seen people crying about one of the ingredients being a plant that is basically the same as taking aspirin. I am a guy that likes to do research on stuff. I didn't do any research until after I started reading reviews. Kind of scared me by what people where saying. I'm a bigger guy so having man boobs would be catastrophic... LOL. I have read many articles on soy. Not only is it safe but there is nothings that says it will give you man boobs, in fact there are lots and lots of infants that can't handle cow milk so guess what they are given.. yep soy milk. There are also whole countries that soy of any kind is a staple that is used daily. I have found only one article that suggested soy was bad and that was about a guy that got enormous man boobs. When he when to the doctor they found out we was drinking a half gallon of soy milk a day and when they told him to stop, it fixed the problem. A half gallon... That is just crazy. Ok, now to the Aspirin thing. Have you ever researched aspirin and its medical benefits? Well, one of the biggest benefits is heart health. It has been proved to prevent heart attacks. In fact they say that is you think you are having a heart attack the first thing you should do is take an aspirin. It saves lives. Who would want that, especially in a natural form? Next, the taste. I agree, by itself this stuff is disgusting. I can't drink it by itself. I mix mine with diet green tea, OJ, crystal light and sometimes I put it in my Protein shakes if I'm using a berry flavored one. When I mix it with a drink that tastes good already, the greens make them taste even better! I prefer the berry to the orange but they work the same for me. I am NOT a rep for it works and I would never buy them off of amazon. The reason the company wants you to drink 8 cups of water is multi-fold I suppose. First off it is just good practice and very healthy to drink at least 8 cups or 64oz of water a day. Not only does it keep you hydrated but is also helps keep you regular and help keep you from getting constipated especially if you are taking in tons of protein. It help clear toxin out of your body and helps keep your kidneys healthy. Some ways that I know the greens have been working for me and helping me detox are; This is probably TMI but the way my urine smells and how my sweat smells and feels. I went thru a detox diet a couple of years ago that was given to me by a doctor and a nutritionist. That is the first thing they told me would happen. My pee would smell a little weird and that was because of what the detox is flushing from your system. The next one would be sweat. I sweat a lot when I'm taking my Greens. The other side affect of the Dr. guided detox I was on was my sweating. Your body sends toxins out with your urine and it send it out when you sweat. When I was on the Medical Detox and when I take the Greens the sweat is the same. It doesn't feel like when you are sweating when you are working out. The sweat when your body is going thru a detox has an almost oily feel to it and it smells different. Sounds gross but it feels great. Before I started taking Greens my hands were swollen every day and after I ate a meal I would feel bloated for hours. Since I've been taking them I have more energy, my hands aren't swollen, and the bloating doesn't happen any more. I also feel heather all around. Other people can say what they want but that will never take away how I physically feel.

I remember when it started. Or, rather, when THEY started. The dead...rising. Rising with an insatiable hunger for the flesh of the living. It was madness. A sick, downward spiral for the human race. We went out with a whimper, not a bang. Earth has a new apex predator, and it isn't us. Or should I say, it is us - or what we became... The throngs of humans who used to cover every habitable inch of the globe are gone, either torn to peices and devoured by their souless, dead-eyed neighbors, or worse, transformed into the shambling, ravenous nightmares that now populate the decaying cities and fallow countrysides from New York to Beijing. In the blink of an eye - a few short panic-filled, gruesome weeks - the human race simply devolved to nothingness or was remade into something else... One talking head in one of the last television broadcasts said, "we appear to be making ourselves extinct." And so we did. And so we are. But not all of us. No, not quite. I'm still here. I don't even want to think about what I've had to do, had to see these past months in order to survive. It seems like madness is constantly sitting on my shoulder, upping the ante every time I think I've expereineced the worst of it. Like that time right at the beginning when I looked out my third floor apartment window one Thursday morning and literally choked on my coffee as I watched a line of Nuns crossing the street set upon out of nowhere by a pack of them. Like that time a couple weeks later when I snuck roof-top-to-roof-top to get to the hospital to get precious insulin for a dying neighbor - I got there and stumbled into the maternity ward by mistake...They have no mercy, their hunger knows no age limit. Or the time a eight days later when I saw my wife torn apart in front of my eyes by a mob of them; me powerless, armed impotently with only a tennis racket. A tennis racket... From that day to this I've seen more horrors and each one lives with me and they seem to mock me even as they accumulate, mock me for being so stupid to have not simply let those things take me and end it. But I can't for some reason. I know it's pointless, and something deep in my gut assures me I am the last of our kind. But I just can't bring myself to end it. And when the sun goes down...I sit baracaded inside this apartment listening to the plaintive moans of the undead and the endless scratching of their ragged nails as they try in vain to claw through the steel fire door to get to me. To get a brief respite from the maddening moans and scrapes as I choke down what passes for dinner, I softly hum a fragment of a mostly forgotten hymn my grandmother taught me when I was a little boy...It is pure, undiluted torture. Or...at least it WAS! After finding a mildewed copy of Sonia Allison's Microwave For One in a trash chute as I was fleeing the rotting grasp of a decomposing doorman, my lonely nightly repast has become a solitray feast! Let the reanimated hoardes howl! Let them scratch and wail and gnash their blood-caked teeth! I chuckle at them now as I enjoy my individual-sized portion of Turkey Stroganoff (the tip about adding the breadcrumbs just before taking it out to allay sogginess potential? Mmm! Genius!). Bless you Sonia Allison, whoever you are! Or...were.