That's IT!!! @Debadoo , we're gonna need that fryin' pan and a whole bucket of wet noodles!!!
With a whole lotta ketchup!!!
That's IT!!! @Debadoo , we're gonna need that fryin' pan and a whole bucket of wet noodles!!!
People who put ketchup on hot dogs should be strangled, beheaded, body burnt, and the ashes buried in an old spitoon in a gutter behind a defunct brothel at midnight on the dark of the moon.
U were almost fired til u came up wit da extenuating circum standness.I put ketchup, mustard, onions and relish on both...
and I eat them in a gutter behind a non-defunct brothel at midnight..need lotsa energy for what comes next![]()
I don't know, is One Direction bad enough? Think ya gotta throw Bieber in there as well.I think that's waaaaay too good for people who put ketchup on hot dogs... we're gonna have to dial that punishment up to 11. Make 'em listen to One Direction like they did the terrorists at Guantanamo with heavy metal...
I don't know, is One Direction bad enough? Think ya gotta throw Bieber in there as well.
Well you'd of loved it in the real town in the 70's then. I was pretty polluted one night and the guys at the bar looked just like the ones in the picture. I thought I was talking to Wild Bill himself. Went to the graveyard where he's buried and Calamity Jane and some other characters from back in the day. From what I've heard it is pretty well commercialized nowadays though.Deadwood is not cut from any cloth.... it's unique and always will be....
I spent a good amount to purchase every season...although, very very sadly, it only ran for three. There was one hellofa brue-hah when the exec. producer suddenly cancelled it.
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Yep we always called it .... Mt. or the big hole.....Guess I will tell y'all a tale about my home state....
At one time, Montana was as wide open as Nevada. Butte, which once was known as the place with the largest open pit copper mine in the world, also had a red light district called "The street of a 1,000 whores" and they had gambling in the state as well. After WW II, that street was closed down and slowly the gambling disappeared as well, but .......not all of the brothels scattered across the state. In Livingston, a once upon a time nightclub was turned into one, complete with a tin roof, giant cat with an arched back atop it and red flood lights that shone up on it every night. A housing development sprung up around it, and.....it was amusing to see sign posts in yards stating...."this isn't the place"....Now for the fun part of the story...
The mayor's son, who most likely was the one who tipped her that the state was coming to close down all the remaining houses, was married to the madam. Phone calls went out to the other madams and together, they all had the last laugh. You see, these clever women had held onto, instead of cashing, checks on nearly everybody all the way up to the governor.... They stayed open.
It's been many years since I was last in Livingston, so I don't know if it's still there or not...
I put ketchup, mustard, onions and relish on both...
and I eat them in a gutter behind a non-defunct brothel at midnight..need lotsa energy for what comes next![]()
ps-ketchup is for bad or dry foods only![]()
ps-ketchup is for bad or dry foods only![]()
From that point on, when they come to our house for steaks, they get chuck steaks.
Ground chuck?
Well, the hula hoop contest could be, uh, interesting...![]()