Sure Kristie. All beef, all lamb, beef and pork, chicken, whatever you fancy.
All Beef. Like my meat.
"Where's the Beef?"
he he he...love it....
Thanks for the Jamaican Blue Mountain, cav. Here's the $25...$5 for the coffee and a $20 tip for you.
How about some hummus dip & fresh veggie sticks? Does your hummus have lots of garlic? Dribble a little olive oil on top? How do you make it?
Hey, where's that hot Dominican waitress that used to lean over and rub her boobs in my face? And where are all the strippers? Has this place changed owners? :sad:
My apology thread got pulled...I fear being banned.....I'm getting drunk...give me three red deaths....
If I'm on the verge of being booted...I want a lap dance from Montana and Eva......
Steady Bear, steady...Cav prepare the upstairs parlor for our guest. We must hide him until the Federales have left!
panzade wrote:Steady Bear, steady...Cav prepare the upstairs parlor for our guest. We must hide him until the Federales have left!
and fetch me a serving wench...or two.....
Averting eyes as friends cavort.. except through my cleverly placed eye mask..
On one of my highway 101 trips recently I stopped at the Bluebird Cafe in Hopland. I have to say that I loved the breakfast the first time I was there and keep going back in case the food might be ok again; ne'er mind the food, I just like the place, a destination after a long forest drive.
This last time I was there, I either noticed for the first time or they had changed the menu to have all sorts of amazing burgers.. was it elk? emu? venison? really, quite a panoply. I have trouble enough as a person who understands vegetarians but still eats meat, without going for an elkburger. I'll back off on that for people who hunt one of whatever a year and that is their subsistance food. (Plus, don't some elk and deer have a prion thing?)
I am torn on all this since I do eat venison occasionally and understand the culling aspect.
'scuse the tangent, bar talk, y'know, and where are those, er, pickles?
over in that big jar next to them deviled aigs....
< Ratzenhofer walks in and tips over the card table. Poker chips are strewn all over the floor and the card players stare with astonished looks. The piano player starts to play a festive tune in a feeble attempt to stop yet another thread from erupting into a brawl >
I'm gettin outtahere, Ratzenhofer is a marked man.Why...why...every thread he posts in is yanked.
I'm goin with the flow and hanging with my man Gus....Death before Dishonor!!!!! Bring me two more red deaths and some o them pigs feet.....
Gustav slowly raises his shotgun and shoots the departing Panzade in the back.
Panzade's body slams into the swinging doors. He manages to hold onto the doors for a split second, but then they're torn off the hinges and Panzade collapses into a bloody heap on the floor, the venetian doors resting comfortably on his back.
Several patrons step over the fallen Panzade as they enter the bar.
Cough...spluttering bloody epithets...Panzade raises up on one arm and pleads " Why Gusty, why'd ya do it?
Gustav laughs as he kicks Panzde in the teeth.
"A round for the house" shouts Gus as he works his way toward the bar.
Panzades false teeth go skittering along the floor.."wah gussy, wah ah du aht"?.
The notorious Gus fails to notice Fortune standing nearby with a shovel which she brings down on the back of his head.
Come on Panz, I'll buy ya a drink (and maybe a haemostat)
Stepping over panzade, stepping over skittering teeth, walking past Kochtopf, ordering a John Labatt's Classic with a large order of mussels and frites, sitting down in the 3rd booth on the left, by the window, pulling out a magazine, and relaxing.
A small brown Kolinsky happens to be walking by the bar, searching for food. He sees Panzade's teeth skitter across the floor and watches in fascination...
Thinking the teeth are fleeing white mice, the Kolinsky darts into the bar, grabs the teeth, and disappears into the shadows.
A toothless Panzade can only stare in mute horror.
