Me: “What really irks me— and what should piss off anybody who believes in like, egalitarianism and human rights—is that they have a Nobel Prize for literature, but they don’t have one for achievement in the culinary arts.”
Terry the bar band roadie: “They don’t?”
Me: “Nada, man. And that’s a freakin’ travesty, too. Because let’s face it: these chili cheese fries are, like, so totally superior to anything Nadine Gordimer ever wrote.”
BAM!
What about the bartenders?
tw: head
Make of that what you will.
Hmmm.
What about blowjobs? Huh?
I think the world would be a much better place if there was a Nobel Prize for blowjobs.
Happier at least.
I got first dibs on being one of the judges.
I do not think that means what you think that means.
Nobel prize judges don’t judge the peace or medicine that’s done on them. Nor is the literature about them. They just get to judge the results.
I’m sure I wouldn’t want to be the judge of the results of a buncha blowjobs.
HOW ABOUT THOSE CHILI CHEESE FRIES, HUH?
I think that’s something that needs to be changed immediately.
Two words: puff puff give.
Two more words: pretzels!
LOL! I get it! Drugs! You must be a South Park Republican.
Not really, no. I just happen to dig chili fries.
Which, from what I understand, are non-partisan—unless they creep over the border illegally and start electing California Democrats by way of elaborate voter fraud schemes.
In which case, I can learn to love a nice bloomin’ onion, I’d bet.
local bar bands have roadies?
Darleen  Only in very rural areas, and they have to be back for shearing in the morning.
Fries alone don’t taste particularly good. But they, like lettuce, are an excellent vehicle for ingesting other food that does taste good. Now there’s a topic for further contemplation……..and shit, during your next fatty.