#9 Years ago I was at our golf course ready for our Saturday morning league. We had two courses there and the other side was hosting an outing. My neighbor ( a physician) and I drove past a rather large woman there for the outing. She was eating a huge cinnamon roll and smoking a cigarette. My golf partner starts bending my ear about her — about obesity, about diabetes, about smoking….blah, blah blah.
I said you’re looking at her all wrong. That’s not an overweight smoking diabetic patient. That’s a moose hunting trip to Canada and years worth of trail fees for your golf cart.
You could see the light bulb go on over his head and he shut right up…and smiled.
#18 Reminded me of my Nana the Raleigh smoker. Not that she ever gave me a hit, but she smoked her whole life, AFAIK, and lived into her eighties. Not particularly well, but she did have a long run.
Offfhand, I can't think of a more painful way to commit suicide, especially if it isn't quite successful. (Hint: the person lowering the basket(s) into the oil is going to 'catch' maybe 1/3 of the superheated steam and hot/burning oil. Sure it might take the restaurant out, but it's going to take you out on its way. Suggested viewing-- any video of an attempt to deep-fry an less-than-completely thawed turkey.)
A couple of over the top winners today. Thanks.
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ReplyDeleteYears ago I was at our golf course ready for our Saturday morning league. We had two courses there and the other side was hosting an outing. My neighbor ( a physician) and I drove past a rather large woman there for the outing. She was eating a huge cinnamon roll and smoking a cigarette. My golf partner starts bending my ear about her — about obesity, about diabetes, about smoking….blah, blah blah.
I said you’re looking at her all wrong. That’s not an overweight smoking diabetic patient. That’s a moose hunting trip to Canada and years worth of trail fees for your golf cart.
You could see the light bulb go on over his head and he shut right up…and smiled.
#8 One of my daughter's friends had 4 brothers. This is how she kept her snacks safe. She said they were never touched.
ReplyDelete#20, it is built all wrong anyway, the barrel is supposed to be on the other end.
ReplyDeleteAll good but Storm wins the innerwebz of the day.
Delete#18 Reminded me of my Nana the Raleigh smoker. Not that she ever gave me a hit, but she smoked her whole life, AFAIK, and lived into her eighties. Not particularly well, but she did have a long run.
ReplyDelete#18... change the cigarette to a green cigar and you get how my dad discouraged me from smoking until I was in my 20's.... sick as a dog.
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ReplyDeleteOfffhand, I can't think of a more painful way to commit suicide, especially if it isn't quite successful. (Hint: the person lowering the basket(s) into the oil is going to 'catch' maybe 1/3 of the superheated steam and hot/burning oil. Sure it might take the restaurant out, but it's going to take you out on its way. Suggested viewing-- any video of an attempt to deep-fry an less-than-completely thawed turkey.)
#3, I loathe ebonics.
ReplyDeleteThat gibberish puts a big target on their forehead.
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So... in a way, ebonics could be good...