Outback Steakhouse! [sub]I’ll skip the Blooming Onion (gives me gas).[/sub]
Where is Hamburger Mary’s? When are we going?
Outback Steakhouse! [sub]I’ll skip the Blooming Onion (gives me gas).[/sub]
Where is Hamburger Mary’s? When are we going?
Hillcrest.
I’ll go again to a San Diego Dopefest if you pay for my airfare, Esprix and scout.
Uh, hang on…this is the PIT! Lemme rephrase that…
I’ll go again to a San Diego Dopefest if you pay for my fuckin’ airfare, Esprix and scout!
Esprix, I think lou got this impression from the following quote in your OP:
I, too, thought the “little pill” to which you were referring might be an anti-depressent or mood stabilizer. Only in a later post when someone said “vitamin” did I say to myself, ‘oh, of course! A vitamin!’ So don’t feel bad, lou, my brain went there, too;)
When I lived in Houston, there was a very popular restaurant near where I worked called Dirty’s( betcha Ringo knows the place!). This place prided itself on having the greasiest burgers in town. Upon request the cook would even put more grease on the thing!!
You would not BELIEVE the lectures I got every time I suggested dirty’s for lunch!! But I cain’t hep it I loved em!! One of the only things I miss about Houston!
norinew, that’s where I was coming from, too - and probably because I do take an antidepressant every morning.
kabbes, you can name any forfeit you like, just make sure it isn’t something horrible like eating Christmas cookies or something. I really hate eating Christmas cookies. That would be a fate worse than death…
Fetch… the Christmas cookies!
Esprix
[Bob Odenkirk]Outback Steakhouse. Ever think about that? It’s not in Australia. It’s not from Australia. And nobody who works there is Australian. Seriously. What the fuck?"[/Bob Odenkirk]
Lou, your forfeit is to eat…
hang on a minute…
I suspect dupage…
Duke! Why, I oughta!
I’ll pay your fuckin’ airfare…when you pry the money from my cold, dead, tight ass, you asshat!
[oh, I should say that the tight ass remark refers to my frugality, not the tone of my posterior. Just in case there was any doubt. I am NOT flirting in the Pit.]
Dupage? Li’l ole me? ::flutters eyelashes innocently::
Wait, garlic’s a vegetable?! Wow, that makes four I’ll eat then, the others being potatoes, corn and carrots. You know who I hate more than people who get on my case about my nearly veggie free life? Those smug bastards who wittily remark " Potatoes aren’t a vegetable. They’re starch." Yeah, well they were good enough to be considered a vegetable most of my life, so fuck off veggie snob. Why don’t you have some more liquid fat with your salad.
I was a very serious Animal Liberationist at around 14 years of age or so. I spontaneously became vegetarian of course. It was an interesting year as the only veggies and fruit I would eat were potato, onion, corn and tomato.
My repetoire is much bigger these days, sometimes there is even something green next to my slap of Bessie.
peas are obviously sneaking onto the menu when I mean to be eating honey filled bees…
bloody ornery vegetables
(slab of Bessie) :smack:
Slapping your Bessie? Is that what you kids are calling it these days?
Although if there’s something green around your, ahem, repetoire, you might want to get that checked out!
I’ve been a vegetarian since I was about 3 – suddenly stopped eating meat and my parents didn’t know what to do with me. I haven’t eaten meat, fish or poultry all this time. The questions, the comments, the “educational lectures” are beyond irritating . . . and has lead to personal “issues” about eating in public.
I thought I was the only one the Food Police were watching. I feel a little less paranoid now. Whew!
honey if you werent a gay man and I a lesbian you would be my ideal mate… give me my sweet tea and keep them ugly veggies away!