I did it! I created the greatest cheeseburger ever! That's right folks.....
EVER!!!!!!
My mouth and stomach were jealous of my eyes for looking at it. It being half a pound of American Kobe beef. It was so rare I heard a distant moo when I bit into it.
It was set on a brioche with tomato aioli and an obscene amount of thinly sliced red onion. One bite and my eyes wanted my mouth arrested for Grand Theft Burger. My stomach advised against it because it knew what was coming.
The carnage was over in seconds. My eyes and mouth were now in cahoots. They wanted to sue my stomach but they soon realized they had no evidence. My stomach let intestinal fortitude take over.
Humble apologies to our vegitarian contingency. (The herbivores ate well 'cause their didn't never runnnnnnn)
Jimmy Buffet's got nothing on me.
I did it! I created the greatest cheeseburger ever! That's right folks.....
EVER!!!!!!
My mouth and stomach were jealous of my eyes for looking at it. It being half a pound of American Kobe beef. It was so rare I heard a distant moo when I bit into it.
It was set on a brioche with tomato aioli and an obscene amount of thinly sliced red onion. One bite and my eyes wanted my mouth arrested for Grand Theft Burger. My stomach advised against it because it knew what was coming.
The carnage was over in seconds. My eyes and mouth were now in cahoots. They wanted to sue my stomach but they soon realized they had no evidence. My stomach let intestinal fortitude take over.
Humble apologies to our vegitarian contingency. (The herbivores ate well 'cause their didn't never runnnnnnn)
Kathi, if you removed your comment on my blog, thank you. If you thought Shaz was picking on me or being mean to me or whatever and you were standing up for me again I say thank you...
But apparently what you missed is that Darcy and I get along quite swimmingly. We have much in common, including a thoroughly twisted sense of humor.
All I'm really asking is that if you have something negative to say to anyone take it up with them. On their blogs or yours. Not on mine.
If you want to talk about cheeseburgers, however, I'm your man!
James.
What's a little gack among friends?
Kathi, if you removed your comment on my blog, thank you. If you thought Shaz was picking on me or being mean to me or whatever and you were standing up for me again I say thank you...
But apparently what you missed is that Darcy and I get along quite swimmingly. We have much in common, including a thoroughly twisted sense of humor.
All I'm really asking is that if you have something negative to say to anyone take it up with them. On their blogs or yours. Not on mine.
If you want to talk about cheeseburgers, however, I'm your man!
(Insert giant image of my burger split in half into a V formation with little cheeseburgers gaught in its gravitational pull and orbiting around it.)
IT'S A GEM....
Subsequent commercials depict the fates of those little cheeseburgers:
Some turned to booze on the sleezy side of town. Some went to church. Some went to the gym in a futile (but hopeful) attempt to bulk up. Some burned candles in effigy. Some got jobs at fast food joints. (See the irony?) Some took very long walks. Some embraced the situation and tried to become a better cheese burger. Some climbed to the tops of mountains to contemplate. Or to jump. Some turned to a life of crime. Some played a little light music. Some joined the Army because The Dumbest Man Ever told us it was the right thing to do. Some sat in therapists office. Some wrote books. Some used their parent's money and went on tour with the Band Of The Moment. Some blogged.
I see it too, Rubie!
In my head, it's on a billboard...
VIRGOBURGER...
(Insert giant image of my burger split in half into a V formation with little cheeseburgers gaught in its gravitational pull and orbiting around it.)
IT'S A GEM....
Subsequent commercials depict the fates of those little cheeseburgers:
Some turned to booze on the sleezy side of town.
Some went to church.
Some went to the gym in a futile (but hopeful) attempt to bulk up.
Some burned candles in effigy.
Some got jobs at fast food joints. (See the irony?)
Some took very long walks.
Some embraced the situation and tried to become a better cheese burger.
Some climbed to the tops of mountains to contemplate. Or to jump.
Some turned to a life of crime.
Some played a little light music.
Some joined the Army because The Dumbest Man Ever told us it was the right thing to do.
Some sat in therapists office.
Some wrote books.
Some used their parent's money and went on tour with the Band Of The Moment.
Some blogged.
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