This post is directed to the brilliant lady that could come up with the name Chicken of Bristol. beth, in my short time here I have come to learn your wit, your views, your creativity. Chicken of Bristol was a great name and I am sure that someday a great poster or even a mod will be more than happy to sport it with pride.
Hopefully, the road ahead is full of mostly good encounters between me, you and the SDMB.
Thanks for a run for my money, at the beggining of the thread that decided it all I was truly thinking you were going to win. I am here to stay, at least for a while.
May the future bring you nothing but good fortune, good health and good times.
To make a short post shorter, beth I hope there is no hard feelings between us.
::bows down at beth’s mightiness::
Snooooopy, get out of my thread unless you plan to worship me!
Thanks, Mercutio! This is very nice of you and I greatly appreciate it! Never can open too many threads with my name in the subject! (So long as they are not in the Pit–I hate that!)
It was a good fight and a fun time was had by all. Sorry it had to end like it did but–oh well! There were circumstances beyond my control and I just have to live with that! Besides, Czarcasm is really a kick-ass name! I love it! It’s much better suited to a Mod!
Of course, this also means that Czarcasm will probably never make it to the status of “evilbeth’s favorite moderator” but that’s a harsh reality that he will have to live with for years to come!
I think this fact speaks very highly of Tennessee! I mean, two of the coolest female Dopers hail from this fine state! I mean, here in one state you get things like tater, me, Jack Daniels and MoonPies! (Okay, so the MoonPies aren’t exactly a selling point!)
They should use us in the “Come to Tennessee” ads instead of that silly Dolly Parton. They should also get a new “Come to Tennessee” song, because I refuse to sing the old one.
Haven’t you heard? That’s not the main marketing thing anymore! Now there’s this whole “Tennessee–sounds good to me!” promotion. There is no catchy jingle but they have these radio commercials where some guy extoles the virtues of different parts of TN. For example, there’s a food one where he discusses the Strawberry Festival (can’t remember where) and there’s the sound of people going “Yum!” and then he talks about the barbecue festival and people say “MMMM” louder and so on until he gets top the Cosby Ramp Festival and the people say, “Huh?” And he explains that ramps are a kind of wild onion. The commercial ends with him saying “Ramp casserole? Sounds good to me!” Why did I bother to tell you all that? Who knows!
They changed the state tourism commercial without consulting me??? I’m hurt, really hurt. After all have I not been Tennessee’s goodwill ambassador to Europe for 3 years? Have I not kept Tennessee as my state of legal residence, and not just because we have no state income tax?
Sorry, to hijack your worship thread, beth, but this really bums me out. Sniff.
If you fedexed me some bbq I just might feel better though. I hear if you pack it in dry ice, you can ship it all the way out here without risk of spoilage!
And I do like ramps, just thought you should know.
Well, just as long as I’m getting worshipped, no one will get hurt!
Do you think I could actually get barbecued pork and baked beans through customs? “What’s in the package?” “Um…legal documents and stuff…” “Doesn’t smell like paperwork.” “Um…those are scratch and sniff stickers!”
Corky’s in Memphis fedexes bbq all over the world, but the prices are through the roof.
I have to try and make my own bbq, but since I live in an apartment and don’t have the proper bbq pit, it comes out a pale imitation of real bbq. Sniff.
I think it’s time for a visit home, what do you think? I’m starving over here!
And beth if you’re lost you can look and you will find me, time after time.
