Proper H-M cheese must be;
A; so sharp it cuts your mouth
B; pungent and stinky
C; moldy
D; salty
thankfully, blue cheese and superextramegasharp Cheddars fit the bill nicely, stay away from the wimpy, wussy, soft “gormuet” cheeses like Brie and Monterey Jack
“American Cheese” isn’t actually cheese, it’s a derivative of the petroleum distilling process
no H-M EVER voluntarily orders anything Tofu based, the only thing Tofu is good for is filling in dents on the vehicle, or maybe as a ballistics gel substitiute, it certainly isn’t edible
it goes without saying that the most H-M repellent nonfood would be a Tofu Quiche…
however, the ultimate H-M food is Lobster, heck, any critter that looks like a giant bug, and requires the H-M to kill it before serving is true Man food (bonus points are given if H-M makes “Help, Auntie Em!, Auntie Em!” cries appear to come from the Lobster as it’s lowered into the boiling pot, even more bonus points are awarded if the H-M watches the lobster cook)
The exception to this is a man may have as many pots and pans as he wishes as long as they are cast fucking iron. The bigger and heavier the better. A 12" cast iron fry pan is much more HM to fry 2 eggs in than a dinkly little 8" cast iron fry pan.
Or at the man’s option, he instead may have all the knives he wants as long as they are Wusthoff, Heinkels or Global. These knives must have a minimum cost of $40 each. This price point elevates the knives into tools, and as we all know a real HM cannot have too many tools.
Real HM do not go to Starbucks. The only time a real HM will go into Starbucks is in pursuit of a woman that he hopes to bed.
Rule 469 has been abolished. HM’s do not enjoy that postion. We cannot see the game on TV.
Rule 183: A HM must have one of his hands down his pants at least once an hour. Front or back is fine, but there must be scratching involved.
Rule 77: The true HM must be able to recite, from memory, at least one South Park scene.
Rule 42: All true HM’s will have at least one visible scar and be prepared to tell the story of how it was acquired. Bonus points are awarded if the story begins with, “I was kind of drunk at the time…”
Sgt Schwartz
you forgot “have that puke taste that stays in the back of your throat for hours.” It’s how H-Ms prove they aren’t afraid to eat puke without actually having to eat puke.
…but it’s AMERICAN, dammit, so it’s good enough for ANY man! Especially 'cause it’s so melty on burgers 'n goes good with ice-cold piss beer! :mad:
So you’re suggesting that a Canuck living in a 15-foot trailer on the outskirts of Churchill, with only bears and bear traps and a case of Moosehead to talk to, isn’t man enough for you?
WTF??? You’re describing my wife’s knives. My wife’s don’t-put-them-in-the-dishwasher-or-you’ll-ruin-them knives. Screw that.
Or adjustment, in the case of the former. Adjustment through the pocket, which you think is surreptitious, but is really obvious from a football field [H-M standard measurement unit] away, is acceptable in work situations.
For a real manly man, this question would not arise. There would already be sufficient televisionage in the area.
Also:
Medium rare? Are you kidding me? Real manly men go for Raw, Rare, or Burn The Shit Out Of It. None of this mamby-pamby concern over the inside temperature or color of the meat. If you can’t handle a little charcoal on your burgers, grab your bunny slippers and cucumber-slice eye covers and go back to the sauna.
Other acceptable manufacturers are;
Spyderco
Ka-Bar
Buck
Kershaw
Benchmade
the good ol’ Ka-Bar USMC knife is very versatile, can be used in the kitchen or the campsite
a H-M MUST possess at least ONE ultra-sophisticated Unobtanium Übersteel (VG-10/H-1/154CM/S30V/ZDP-189 or equivalent) folding knife at all times…even if it’s only used for opening mail and boxes
there’s a very simple reason that a H-M has multiple tools…
You don’t go out and order bacon. You have that for breakfast. At home. One entire package.
I’ll allow that eating pork chops is acceptable–they’re particularly good as filler if a H-M is still hungry after consuming a 32-oz T-bone.
You NEVER say “pulled pork” to another H-M unless you’re talking about what you caught your cousin doing in the can in junior high school.
Tattoos
Manly tattoos are encouraged, but not mandatory. Carnivores, nekkid women, military service emblems, dragons, snakes, spiders, foreign script, devils, family members, and grotesque imagery are all acceptable.
Unicorns, birdies, angels, flowers, kitties, or other cutesy images are not. (Exception made for hunting dogs.)
Any H-M that wakes up with a pastel fairy tattooed on his ass after a hard night of 151-proof rum must remove it with a belt sander.
There is another place that sells cast iron?