tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479178080500206440.post6302128118643173584..comments2023-11-05T05:14:04.834-05:00Comments on Chattering Teeth: Trump Selects Coney!DaBladehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16160781062081889980noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479178080500206440.post-72807268223644091452020-09-26T16:03:33.201-04:002020-09-26T16:03:33.201-04:00Mustang, Flint may not have invented the hotdog or...Mustang, Flint may not have invented the hotdog or the coney island, but they have both been perfected here. <br /><br />I will say that the texas BBQ you described sounds mighty dang tasty (even if it is a possum yer probably grillin') with enuff bbq hot sauce texas style, it's gonna be good. Just don't overcook my rodentia. I like them slightly bleedin' and squeaking on my paper plate next to the loaded baked 'tater. mmmhmmm. and musterd on da bisquit mmm. DaBladehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16160781062081889980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479178080500206440.post-27144592572681538842020-09-26T15:58:50.765-04:002020-09-26T15:58:50.765-04:00Don Lemonade says a lot of crazy stuff when he'...Don Lemonade says a lot of crazy stuff when he's been drinking on the air. tHo the drunkier he gets, the more normalier he sounds.DaBladehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16160781062081889980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479178080500206440.post-7625563278284561712020-09-26T15:04:25.661-04:002020-09-26T15:04:25.661-04:00In Texas, we don't need no damn judges. We...In Texas, we don't need no damn judges. We've got a hog leg or two to take care a-most disagreements. Cheaper, too.<br /><br />Well, I hafta say that the Coney Island hotdog looks damn good. I’m just not sure about the lee-gality of hijacking a Coney Island gob stuffer, and then re-branding it as something that comes from the Upper Hand. Yer law firm must keep busy working on behest of the Chattering News Network.<br /><br />Now, in Texas, we do steaks. Onliest thing is, if yer a real Texan, you gotta go out to the range, select yer critter, capture his ornery ass, kill him, dress him, and then butcher him so’s you git the cut most desirable. Then ya gotta drop the meat into some bourbon for a few hours, slop on the ho-made Bar-b-q sauce, which no self-respecting Texan will share his recipe for, and then put the cut on the charcoal grill (none of that propane crap). Now to git all this here stuff done b’fer eat’in time, you gotta start off at around 0500, mostly ‘cuz the little woman don’t allow nobody inside tha ranch house all covered in blood n stuff (yer’s and the steer’s), so ya hafta shower off in the outdoor dripper. Oh, an anybody what puts steak sauce on his steak is probly one of them commies you read about in the funny papers.<br /><br />Come’on down now, ya hear?<br />Mustanghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06388694472897425202noreply@blogger.com