Originally posted by beezzer
I just hope the server farm ATS uses is up to the traffic on the 21st.
I'll be spending the 21st the same way I do every December 21st.
Sobbing hysterically and soiling myself. Not because of any doom, but due to the Christmas spending we'll be doing.
Also, SLAYER is having a party that day. BYOB and hotpockets. He'll have fondue and little bits of stuff on toast for snacks.
There's a really good reason nobody within 500 miles of Chicago invites me anywhere.
It's not at all because I almost live on ATS and am a well known social leper besides.
Most of my now absent friends would attest to my culinary skill set. I found a big can
of pre-Fukishima albacore in the cupboard that didn't explode from degassing !
You know what that means: I'm duty bound to make one last batch of secret formula
dualie cheese (heavily-hyphenated-remind-you-of-a-high-school-cafeteria-emptier-replica
-yellow-puck) Doctor Dillweed dip with triple prefab bacon chips;
so I can watch Domo levitate without supercooling his fur brittle.
It's also absolutely guaranteed for acid content to liquify a 9mm carrot stick in five seconds.
Gotta put it down fast or it'll plop off the veggie and burn right through the hull.
At this point you can assume my school district made some pretty covert,
ballistically impervious tunaburgers. And they didn't change at all in appearance or
taste even after 36 hours under the heat lamps. Chip your incisors on this,
McSpud nazis. Tasty is a very subjective adjective in Illinois: and I AM what I ate.
But it tastes pretty good if you blow your buds away with a fat swig of Dolph's
favorite popskull quality vodka beforehand. Found a wholesaler.
Suit: "Where's THAT S#t from?"
D: "Sweden.. like the quarter of me that had a liver until thirty years ago"
I simply love concocting dip that decomposes into its own dishwashing detergent.
Not only is cleanup a snap with a quick hose-down, but the foam can put out
that Raptor that superheated on the apron waiting for t/o clearance.
Note to self: gotta get that mini milling machine out of the kitchen-- I'm concerned
now that the flycutter is causing the hot hi-chrome chips to make toxic gas from
the polyester curtains melting. Use me in a well ventilated area, everyone else does.
That's got to be the reason: I'm a BYOD, or-- Bring Your Own Doom kinda guy!
ps the tuna is gonna de-gas when he aromatic hydrocarbons mix it up, trust me.