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Sugar AND corn? Can ethanol be far behind?
Does this skirt give me ethanol-behind? Wait, don’t answer that.
– Well, as any red blooded Neanderthal Father knows, “its whats behind the Sugartits that counts”.
I think the product has broader appeal.
I might want some sugar tits today, but not Slim Pickens’.
No, that’s Andy Devine.
Don’t remove them from the stalk too early or too late.
And be sure to check for smut. Double check.
ah, I was trying to figure out why Bill Richardson was holding a gun. couldn’t give us someone nice to look at huh?
Andy’d ask for seconds…
Shouldn’t that be “Corn Fed”?
For the rosy cheeked wholsomeness?
I haven’t had anything rootin’ tootin’ in like forever. Not living right.
Um, I think the only rootin’ tootin’ left in CA is in the Castro.
NTTATWWT.
Andy Devine was fine as the sidekick to Wild Bill but I liked him better as the straight man to Froggy.
BTW that’s my home town on the box. Kay, E, Double L, Oh, Double Good, Kellogg’s best to you.
It doesn’t quite constitute “rootin’ tootin'” Mr. Happyfeet, but it’s probably as close as you can get these days: IHOP has something called a Rootie Tootie Fresh and Fruity. It comes with a smily face, if I remember correctly.
But “rip snortin'”? Sounds like an police accident report regarding a nose piercing gone awry. None for me, thanks.
– Not to put a sour note on things, but speaking of great fathers, what did you think of Tim Russert jon?
For Mother’s Day we would provide a (poorly cooked – burned bacon, burned eggs, burned toast – the oj worked out well) breakfast in bed for mom. For Father’s Day we just tried not to bug dad.
I think dad got the better of the deal.
Oh – you’re from Battle Creek geoffb?
Dearborn for me, and in Lansing now.
“Comment by happyfeet on 6/15 @ 12:47 pm #
I haven’t had anything rootin’ tootin’ in like forever.”
A week ago Saturday.
Whoa.
[/Keanu Reeves]
Please hold the milk, else I start purring and making loud, contented smacking sounds.
– Response from our latest driveby jon boy-
*crickets*
– I don’t blame him. Russert embodied all of the family values, religious and spiritual faith, and fair minded decency that the Left smucks have decided are for suckers. Good, good man he was.
#8 Maggie “ah, I was trying to figure out why Bill Richardson was holding a gun. couldn’t give us someone nice to look at huh?”
I really tried, but there were…logistical problems. Rami just flat-out refused the part.
Something about the rootin’-tootin’ snackin’ not agreeing with her cleavage. That, and the possible lawsuit…
Oh, and the ‘corn-fed’ part? I sat and looked at it for a couple minutes. Wondering how, exactly, sugartits could be properly fed?
#17 Mikey NTH
Yes, born, raised and always pretty much lived in the general area, Battle Creek, Kalamazoo, 10 years on a lake in Barry Co. and now in Springfield which is a small city surrounded on 3 sides by Battle Creek.
Lansing is nice. I went to MSU for 1 year back in the 60s until family problems forced me to just go to work, no student loans back then. I love Michigan, the state not the present government thereof.
Some of my wife’s relatives live on Fish Lake, just west of Kalamazoo. We spent last July 4 there. To beat the heat in Tennessee.
Here I’d always pictured Tennessee as much nicer weather wise than Michigan year round. I figured the mountains kept in cooler in the summer and the more southern latitude made it warmer in the winter.
I had a sudden compulsion to understand the etymology of the phrase “rip-snortin”
Today I learned “rip” was wild-west slang for “reprobate.” Oh, Happychaps, that old rip. He ate a pony once cause it kicked his corn liquor over.
A snorter was defined as an ” Impolite reference to a dashing or riotous fellow. A vulgar Western term”
A rip-snorter was an impressive person or thing, as in “a dashing or riotous reprobate.”
I can’t say I remember having anthing Rootin Tootin myself, in some years. Maybe some rasberry funny face drink mix.
Tennessee is damned hot. And humid. At least, for me, who grew up at 6500 ft. in Arizona’s White Mountains, it’s like wet blanket suffocation in mid-summer. I’d rather be waterboarded…well, the same effect, really.
Mountains? In Tennessee? Surely you jest! We’ve some hills to the east, but nothing craggy. Mounds, maybe.
Somebody pass the tits.
– BTW – Speaking of SugarTits♥, if you haven’t caught the newest dangerously gorgeous Shannon Breem(sp?) on FOX you will need to put that on your “to-do” list, so to speak.
I could have sworn there were somethings called mountains there but then again in our UP there are the Porcupine mountains and they top out at less than 2000 ft. (IIRC) so we here will call any hill a mountain.
Well, the Great Smokey Mountains we share with the rest of Appalachia. Couple weekends ago I treated teh family to a cabin in North Carolina, with nice whitewater excursions.
Smokey, because of the water vapor (humidity). Sheesh. At least it was several degrees cooler.
– The last time I drove over the Blue Ridge, a summer excursion some 35+ years ago, I was treated to immersion “in” a thunder cloud. I have to admit that the blinding flashes, and wild four foot thick lightening bolts crashing horizontally back and forth between cars at eye level was a more exciting 2 hour drive than all the museums and battle field tours in Gettysburg.
I thank you. I may not be any cooler this summer but I will think of you in Tennessee and at least feel cooler.
The pictures Instapundit posts of Knoxville though look very nice.
Check out my Friday Photos slide show”. Most of those are from Tennessee.
There’s a very long and complex Spider Robinson pun which includes the phrase “Routine Teuton”.
I’ll spare you the rest.
#33
Makes me wish my vacation was here already. Thanks for the pictures.
My folks ( and I myself) hail from Tenn. Instapundit’s been leaving me misty-eyed lately with his photo essays. Got a child when I saw the inside of Kays.
I spent a lot of time back home, including long stretches of every summer of my childhood in Maryville ( and another small town about an hour east of knoxville, at the foot of the Smokies, where my mother’s people lived.)
I didn’t know you were a TN boy, Serr8td.
Got a chill, not a child. Cheezit.
I was last in Knoxville for my father’s funeral, more than ten years ago.
My gparents were rather cultivated folk and did not have pronounced accents, but I thought I remembered the local vernacular fairly well, There was an incident in the Wal-mart, where I had gone to get and umbrella and a corkscrew, as the county was dry and the hotel did not provide one.
I was shopping in the aisles, browsing a selection of kitchen gear when I heard the most interesting thing. A woman said ” excuse me, kin you move yer buggy?” And I couldn’t help stopping my shopping and looking around for such an odd sight. A buggy! Why would there be a buggy in the wal mart Some kind of promotion, I guess Is there a horse? EXKEWSE ME…ma’am? KIN YOU move yer Buggy?
And I realized the voice was talking to me. And she she was pointing to my shopping cart.
I burst out laughing and got a funny look, though the poor woman was kinder than I deserved when I told her why I was so slow to get out of the way.
My god, the dude is hung like a horse. I’d be shootin’ my gun and yellin’ YIP-EE too!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equus_(play)
I’ll be in therapy and heavily medicated for the next 18 months, if anybody needs to get in touch.
Real life disappoints. But maybe being hung like a tired old mule isn’t so bad.
Big Bang Hunter, sorry I had to go to work for a bit. I didn’t watch much of Tim Russert, so I didn’t have much of an opinion. Heard more about him now that he’s dead than I did when he was alive, which is kind of appropriate for a news guy. And it was all good stuff, which is what makes it kind of sad that that other stuff was appropriate.
Now I’m going to try to have some tender moments with my own children, which is what fathers are supposed to do on this day. Oldest son gave me a heartwarming card, middle one gave me a sweet one, and youngest gave me one with a picture of Harry and a Dementor with Ron on the side. It’s just as sweet, though I’ll probably leave it to others to figure out all the symbolism involved. But don’t expect a response, I’ll be busy.
“Comment by Cave Bear on 6/15 @ 12:21 pm #
No, that’s Andy Devine.”
Are you sure? It looks more like Ralph Kramden.
That’s Andy. They kinda jazzed him up for the cornpop box. ( see 41)
WAIT! WAIT!
Wasn’t that Jingles?
I joked with my kids about my expectations of being “showered with praise and presents” today.
I got a digital barbecue fork/thermometer, a pound of Starbucks coffee, and a four-pack of Starbucks Italian coffees, and a card signed by all four of the kids (when you opened it, it made lawn-mower sounds).
I watched a NASCAR race and took a guilt-free nap in the middle of the afternoon.
It’s good to be Dad.
Comment by Big Bang Hunter (pumping you up) on 6/15 @ 3:49 pm #
Ha.
I kin living in Luray, and on the way to visit them, one of my uncles, along with a car full of wife and kids, went AROUND the barrier to the Skyline Drive, the one with the weather warning, and got caught in the ice storm at the top.
I HAVE kin….
pimf
You know Sarah, with my Grammapastroph-O-Matic I can turn that into “Can you move? You’re buggy.”
Not that I’m saying that you’re buggy mind you.
That’s the door right? I’ll use it.
“You’re buggy”
Saw something awful on the medblogs today. I could link it.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
A true story and terribly unpleasant. Look away from the text if you start to get scared.
geoff.
Some of the best fly fishing in the midwest is in Michigan. Also some of the most depressed rural areas(Baldwin). Still. I’ve never been mugged fishing in Michigan. I have been in Indiana. The UP is one of my favorite places on earth.
Right now I’m in Orange County(Newport Beach) CA. visiting my oldest daughter who had back surgery a month ago. She’s doing very well, Yay! S. California would be a great place if it wasn’t full of Californians. You can cut the smug with a knife.