Metzger MeisterIt Gets Worsebefore it gets any better.Registered Userregular
edited October 2009
I dunno, really. I've never thought about it.
HUR DUR METZGER I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT ANY MEAL, MUCH LESS YOUR LAST :V
Man... I have no idea. A sixteen ounce rib-eye, cooked rare, with dungeness crab legs, fried potatoes, a coke with grenadine, and a slice each of my mom's triple chocolate cake and my nana's german chocolate cake.
Or an immortality/invulnerability/superpower potion.
A huge hunk of fresh, wild-caught halibut, wood-plank grilled with lobster tail and scallops of fresh, chilled shrimp. God I love seafood.
edit: Y'know, honestly? Chili-dogs and Kraft mac-n-cheese. I know, I know. I can eat anything in the world, and I choose that shit?
Let me explain.
As a poor child, we ate that meal ALL the time, and it was one of my favorites as a child, but more importantly, it was one of my older brother's Stevie's, who is, as many of you know, no longer with us. He'd eat that shit every night if he could.
HUR DUR METZGER I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT ANY MEAL, MUCH LESS YOUR LAST :V
Man... I have no idea. A sixteen ounce rib-eye, cooked rare, with dungeness crab legs, fried potatoes, a coke with grenadine, and a slice each of my mom's triple chocolate cake and my nana's german chocolate cake.
Or an immortality/invulnerability/superpower potion.
A huge hunk of fresh, wild-caught halibut, wood-plank grilled with lobster tail and scallops of fresh, chilled shrimp. God I love seafood.
edit: Y'know, honestly? Chili-dogs and Kraft mac-n-cheese. I know, I know. I can eat anything in the world, and I choose that shit?
Let me explain.
As a poor child, we ate that meal ALL the time, and it was one of my favorites as a child, but more importantly, it was one of my older brother's Stevie's, who is, as many of you know, no longer with us. He'd eat that shit every night if he could.
Also, on the subject of last meal:
Pitcher of Miller Lite and a table full of freshly beer steamed, Old Bay encrusted Blue Crabs at any small crab shack in Maryland.
HUR DUR METZGER I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT ANY MEAL, MUCH LESS YOUR LAST :V
Man... I have no idea. A sixteen ounce rib-eye, cooked rare, with dungeness crab legs, fried potatoes, a coke with grenadine, and a slice each of my mom's triple chocolate cake and my nana's german chocolate cake.
Or an immortality/invulnerability/superpower potion.
A huge hunk of fresh, wild-caught halibut, wood-plank grilled with lobster tail and scallops of fresh, chilled shrimp. God I love seafood.
edit: Y'know, honestly? Chili-dogs and Kraft mac-n-cheese. I know, I know. I can eat anything in the world, and I choose that shit?
Let me explain.
As a poor child, we ate that meal ALL the time, and it was one of my favorites as a child, but more importantly, it was one of my older brother's Stevie's, who is, as many of you know, no longer with us. He'd eat that shit every night if he could.
He's a vegetarian hippy who spins poi, applied to work at the apple store and is going to school for (please correct me if I'm wrong, Cal) a degree in literature.
He's a vegetarian hippy who spins poi, applied to work at the apple store and is going to school for (please correct me if I'm wrong, Cal) a degree in literature.
He doesn't drink tea, he exudes tea.
It's even worse than you think, Doctor.
I'm getting a degree in.... Medieval British History! <dun-dun-duuuuuun>
He's a vegetarian hippy who spins poi, applied to work at the apple store and is going to school for (please correct me if I'm wrong, Cal) a degree in literature.
He doesn't drink tea, he exudes tea.
It's even worse than you think, Doctor.
I'm getting a degree in.... Medieval British History! <dun-dun-duuuuuun>
Well now, pinkies up and out, friend in tea drinking.
Also, close cousin of mine earned his doctorate in that a year or so ago. Good stuff and good luck.
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HUR DUR METZGER I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT ANY MEAL, MUCH LESS YOUR LAST :V
Man... I have no idea. A sixteen ounce rib-eye, cooked rare, with dungeness crab legs, fried potatoes, a coke with grenadine, and a slice each of my mom's triple chocolate cake and my nana's german chocolate cake.
Or an immortality/invulnerability/superpower potion.
A huge hunk of fresh, wild-caught halibut, wood-plank grilled with lobster tail and scallops of fresh, chilled shrimp. God I love seafood.
edit: Y'know, honestly? Chili-dogs and Kraft mac-n-cheese. I know, I know. I can eat anything in the world, and I choose that shit?
Let me explain.
As a poor child, we ate that meal ALL the time, and it was one of my favorites as a child, but more importantly, it was one of my older brother's Stevie's, who is, as many of you know, no longer with us. He'd eat that shit every night if he could.
40% on tea
10% on hardware
You're better just looking at Tea
Also maybe just my mom's chicken pot pie.
Like... a WHOLE chicken pot pie.
Thanks, dude. I'll get something pulled together.
Also, on the subject of last meal:
Pitcher of Miller Lite and a table full of freshly beer steamed, Old Bay encrusted Blue Crabs at any small crab shack in Maryland.
i'll be hittin the road soon. what happened to MemphisPAX? i could easily do an ATLPAX during the winter.
"Think of it as Evolution in Action"
sweet. it'll be niiiiice and cold by then.
"Think of it as Evolution in Action"
Though the idea of a New Years PAX in ATL is kinda intriguing
oh my.
"Think of it as Evolution in Action"
Sister's bday on the 28th, Mom on the 31st, Girlfriend on the 1st.
What if..... WHAT IF... we did this right after Christmas?
Like say... the 27th? You would make it back to your frozen north in time to celebrate with your family and warden.
holy shit, that kid fucking rules.
we getting a PAX together??
I want some Taco Bell.
Let me talk to her tonight and we'll check in on the family plans and see what's up.
Beyond that, BeerPAX late February...clear a weekend.
Lanc-ass-ter?
There will be a limo or large bus/van that takes to to different places that make beer. I don't want to hear any sass.
all that on Invacare sticks... thats fucking impressive, those damn things are terrible.
I don't know why... but reading this made me think of shouting
RU-FI-OH
Stale's lady gets a discount on teas and I wasn't informed?!
If I could shove cups of tea in a pez dispenser I would.
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He doesn't drink tea, he exudes tea.
It's even worse than you think, Doctor.
I'm getting a degree in.... Medieval British History! <dun-dun-duuuuuun>
Well now, pinkies up and out, friend in tea drinking.
Also, close cousin of mine earned his doctorate in that a year or so ago. Good stuff and good luck.
If you'd like I can track down his info for you. Couldn't hurt.
In japan it's always been a thing to spin them in delicate patterns for luck.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!
DRAGONS!!!!
No.
Here be dragons.
there castle