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Offline midnight Target

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« Reply #30 on: January 17, 2002, 03:53:31 PM »
Eul Gibbons........"Reminds me of wild hickory nuts"

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« Reply #31 on: January 17, 2002, 04:02:28 PM »
You bastards quit trying to take the marble out of my steak.

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« Reply #32 on: January 17, 2002, 04:58:24 PM »
Junk Food Junkie

Junk Food Junkie
(By Larry Groce)

You know I love that organic cooking,
I always ask for more.
And they call me Mr. Natural,
On down to the health food store.

I only eat good sea salt.
White sugar don't touch my lips.
And my friends is always begging me to take them
On macro-biotic trips.

Yes they are...

But at night I take out my strong box
That I keep under lock and key.
And I take it off to my closet
Where nobody else can see.
I open that lid so slowly,
take a peek up North and South.
Then I pull out a Hostess Twinkee*
And I pop it in my mouth.

In the daytime I'm Mr. Natural
Just as healthy as I can be.
But at night I'm a junk food junkie
Good lord have pity on me.

Yes sir...

At lunch time you can always find me
At the whole earth vitamin bar.
Just sucking on my plain white yogurt
From my hand grown pottery jar.

And sipping little hand pressed cider
With a carrot stick for dessert.
And wiping my face in a natural way
On the sleeve of my peasant shirt.

Yes I do...

Ahh But when that clock strikes midnight
And I'm all by myself
I work that combination
On my secret hide-away shelf.

And I pull out some Fritos corn chips,
Dr. Pepper and an old Moon pie.*
I sit back in glorious expectation
Of a genuine junk food high.

(chorus)

Here we go now...

My friends on down at the commune,
Well they think I'm pretty neat.
I don't know nothing about arts and crafts,
But I give them all something to eat.

I was a friend to ol' Eul Gibbons
And I only eat home grown spice.
Got a John Keats autographed Grecian urn
Filled up with my brown rice.

Yes I do...

Now folks, lately I have been spotted
With a Big Mac on my breath.*
Stumbling to a Colonel Sanders
With a face as white a death.

I'm afraid some day they'll find me
Just stretched out on my bed
With a handful of Pringles potato chips
And a Ding Dong by my head.*
(chorus)

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Copyright Larry Groce)

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« Reply #33 on: January 17, 2002, 05:04:25 PM »
Sorry Grun, didn't see your question till now.

Hmmmmm Leftist or Ultra Left Wing? Kinda like asking "Do you still beat your wife on Fridays?"

I'm neither actually. I guess if a pigeon hole is needed I'd have to go with "Open Minded American"

Both sides have good and bad points and thank God we have both sides. If one or the other were to disappear it would be to the detriment of us all.

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« Reply #34 on: January 17, 2002, 05:04:38 PM »
The ex and i were down on St. Maarten a few years back, and enjoying a delicious order of BBQ ribs from a beach shack.

"tasty!" sez the ex, "but these don't look like beef ribs".

"Nope" sez I. "No cows on these islands."

"pork?" queries the ex..

"Nope" sez I..  "pork ribs are lots shorter.. "

"well, what are they?"

I took her around to the back of the shack, where the big 1/2 a 55 gal drum BBQ was smokin away... and tied up next to it was a goat.

I pointed at it.. it wagged its tail and said 'baaaaaa'.  "that's lunch, tomorrow" I explained. "cute, ain't it?". She ate fish the rest of the time we were there.
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« Reply #35 on: January 17, 2002, 05:30:17 PM »
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Originally posted by miko2d

Except intelligence, of course - it would not be Politically Correct to inherit intelligence.

 miko


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« Reply #36 on: January 17, 2002, 06:06:39 PM »
Why oh why did I read this thread right before dinner?

All I can think of is a thick prime rib with plenty of au-jus, baked potato with sour cream/chives/cheese, maybe a half artichoke or artichoke dip before the meal arrives, salad dripping in bleu cheese dressing.  Garlic bread too.  And fresh hot dinner rolls.

Or lobster so fresh the poor thing's screams are still echoing around the kitchen :)

One of the nice things about my vacation in Mexico (the fun low-budget kind you do right after college) was the fact that each place we stopped to camp or go diving, if we couldn't catch our own seafood, a nice local vendor would eventually wander past with fresh stuff for sale.  We bought a dozen live lobster for about 50 cents each one night, gutted and roasted them over our campfire.  Complemented our fish tacos and wine/beer/whatever perfectly.  For entertainment, we watched pelicans dive on a school of fish trapped in the little bay we camped near.

We drove a few hundred miles down the baha peninsula and dove from a place called El Requeson.  Beautiful little town that hadn't yet been ruined by the tourist industry, we made a trek to the "RO water" dealer every few days, hit the local resturant twice that week, and the rest of the time ate what we caught or bought from the vendors.  Camped on the beach.  Not one of us got food poisoning, although I caught the flu from another person on the trip.

I'm sure if we'd wanted dog, goat, pig, donkey, whatever, all we'd have to do is cough up the right amount of pesos or dollars :)
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