GM's Thread About Everything/GM's Thread About Nothing (10 Viewers)

[RedmondLonghorn]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

 

[bentley]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

Sounds ####ing terrible

What the #### is that?

 

[RedmondLonghorn]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

Sounds ####ing terrible

Says the guy who eats wings all wrong.

 

[shuke]

Just panning the crowd

 

[RedmondLonghorn]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

Sounds ####ing terrible

What the #### is that?

Delicious.

 

[bentley]

Jeff Bagwell = Get some.

https://t.co/39BiUMPAiu

 

[RedmondLonghorn]

Jeff Bagwell = Get some.

https://t.co/39BiUMPAiu

Noice

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Just panning the crowd

The awkward 2-3 seconds before he turns away is money.

 

[Binky The Doormat]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

Wat

 

[Binky The Doormat]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

You would have to listen to the song.

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

You would have to listen to the song.

The intro song to the FF thing?

 

[Binky The Doormat]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

You would have to listen to the song.

The intro song to the FF thing?

gdammit ...

wrong link. Its the uplifting song about about a courageous mongoloid that tried so hard no one even cared he was a mongoloid.

 

[RedmondLonghorn]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

You would have to listen to the song.

The intro song to the FF thing?

gdammit ...

wrong link. Its the uplifting song about about a courageous mongoloid that tried so hard no one even cared he was a mongoloid.

Ok. Now I get it. I was really shuked by that first link.

 

[cosjobs]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

You would have to listen to the song.

The intro song to the FF thing?

gdammit ...

wrong link. Its the uplifting song about about a courageous mongoloid that tried so hard no one even cared he was a mongoloid.

Ok. Now I get it. I was really shuked by that first link.

Ftr, I'm not a mongoloid.

But I've never seen so many disparate recipe ingredients in a recipe that wasn't in a women's magazine and included a can of CoM soup. Hideous.

 

[cosjobs]

Social distortion is in town austin 7/31 at acl moody.

that's going to be my birthday celebration. Lmk if you want a ticket.

 

[Good Posting Judge]

A bowl of cherries pairs very nicely with a cold IPA.

I don't know how people lived without a cherry-pitter.

 

[cosjobs]

A bowl of cherries pairs very nicely with a cold IPA.

I don't know how people lived without a cherry-pitter.

True fact, Africans once used cherry pitters for clitectomies

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Social distortion is in town austin 7/31 at acl moody.

that's going to be my birthday celebration. Lmk if you want a ticket.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Social D blows

 

[cosjobs]

Social distortion is in town austin 7/31 at acl moody.

that's going to be my birthday celebration. Lmk if you want a ticket.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!Social D blows

Seriously? You seem too cool to be dismissive of SD.

 

[RedmondLonghorn]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

You would have to listen to the song.

The intro song to the FF thing?

gdammit ...

wrong link. Its the

Disparate? What a crock of horse####.

Pork goes great with stone fruit. Onions go great with pork. Rosemary goes great with pork.

I expected people to object to those things on a pizza, but saying those ingredients don't go together is f uck ing r etar ded.

 

[Good Posting Judge]

Is Mike Ness 90 years old?

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Social distortion is in town austin 7/31 at acl moody.

that's going to be my birthday celebration. Lmk if you want a ticket.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!Social D blows

Seriously? You seem too cool to be dismissive of SD.

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Is Mike Ness 90 years old?

Oddly enough, only 53.

 

[tommyboy]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

She sounds hideous

 

[cosjobs]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

No can of Campbell's cream of mushroom?

Don't be a mongoloid.

That's ok, no one would even care.

You would have to listen to the song.

The intro song to the FF thing?

gdammit ...

wrong link. Its the uplifting song about about a courageous mongoloid that tried so hard no one even cared he was a mongoloid.

Ok. Now I get it. I was really shuked by that first link.

Ftr, I'm not a mongoloid.But I've never seen so many disparate recipe ingredients in a recipe that wasn't in a women's magazine and included a can of CoM soup. Hideous.

Disparate? What a crock of horse####.

Pork goes great with stone fruit. Onions go great with pork. Rosemary goes great with pork.

I expected people to object to those things on a pizza, but saying those ingredients don't go together is f uck ing r etar ded.

Stone fruit and pork is fine, in moderation, but with bbq sauce (full of sugar or hfcs), onion (sweet), apricot, and peaches? Just because one element may be complimentary doesn't mean you empty the cupboard's sweet shelf. And no heat to cut the sweetness? No pepper or mustard or anything to balance?

Reminds me of an appetizer failure i had this evening: foie gras on french toast with honeycomb and balsamic reduction. Great individual ingredients that theoretically paired, but too much sweet and no balance made it a fail and a waste of some fine liver.

 

[Good Posting Judge]

Onions are worse than that ESPYs thread.

 

[Good Posting Judge]

Onions the food, not "Onions" the poster.

 

[roadkill1292]

Is this where we come to get dreams analyzed? Last night I dreamed that I was driving around rural Virginia roads near my alma mater with three of my college buddies. All four of us were sitting in the front seat of my old Chevy Nova -- the Gangrene Machine -- so we could pass the bowl easily, damn the discomfort. But we were paranoid and freaked out when we heard what turned out to be my cat throwing up in the trunk.

 

[Dan Lambskin]

I'd happily eat that pizza

 

[bostonfred]

Is this where we come to get dreams analyzed? Last night I dreamed that I was driving around rural Virginia roads near my alma mater with three of my college buddies. All four of us were sitting in the front seat of my old Chevy Nova -- the Gangrene Machine -- so we could pass the bowl easily, damn the discomfort. But we were paranoid and freaked out when we heard what turned out to be my cat throwing up in the trunk.

Pretty standard actually. You miss the good old days. We all do. It was fun hanging out with friends who didn't want anything from you except someone to share good times with. It was worth it being broke. The cat in your back seat was the proverbial elephant in the room, a reminder that you've been domesticated and have responsibilities now. You're the declawed cat and you hate it. You miss the feeling of another man's hot sweaty leg against yours, or better yet a few at a time. I'll lay two to one that the Gangrene machine was a stick. Also, you're relatively content in life right now - this isn't the kind of dream you have when you're stressed out, it's the kind of dream you have when you think you're not happy enough. Take inventory. Maybe it's time to go on a road trip again, but I think it's simpler than that. You're probably just secretly resentful of some important people in your life. Work on those relationships. Go on a date with your wife that you used to live but feel like you're too old now. Buy tickets to that band you used to like and get a hotel near the venue. It doesn't have to involve any of the sweaty dirty cranks you were running up against in the front seat. Just some time alone together is probably enough.

 

[Dan Lambskin]

Good chance the cat was actually barfing and you subconsciously incorporated it into your dream

 

[Idiot Boxer]

Happy Birthday Foos and Cos!

 

[roadkill1292]

Is this where we come to get dreams analyzed? Last night I dreamed that I was driving around rural Virginia roads near my alma mater with three of my college buddies. All four of us were sitting in the front seat of my old Chevy Nova -- the Gangrene Machine -- so we could pass the bowl easily, damn the discomfort. But we were paranoid and freaked out when we heard what turned out to be my cat throwing up in the trunk.

Pretty standard actually. You miss the good old days. We all do. It was fun hanging out with friends who didn't want anything from you except someone to share good times with. It was worth it being broke. The cat in your back seat was the proverbial elephant in the room, a reminder that you've been domesticated and have responsibilities now. You're the declawed cat and you hate it. You miss the feeling of another man's hot sweaty leg against yours, or better yet a few at a time. I'll lay two to one that the Gangrene machine was a stick. Also, you're relatively content in life right now - this isn't the kind of dream you have when you're stressed out, it's the kind of dream you have when you think you're not happy enough. Take inventory. Maybe it's time to go on a road trip again, but I think it's simpler than that. You're probably just secretly resentful of some important people in your life. Work on those relationships. Go on a date with your wife that you used to live but feel like you're too old now. Buy tickets to that band you used to like and get a hotel near the venue. It doesn't have to involve any of the sweaty dirty cranks you were running up against in the front seat. Just some time alone together is probably enough.

Like. The part about the Gangrene Machine being a stick is fooking scary good.

I forgot to mention that I didn't recognize one of the other three guys.

 

[RedmondLonghorn]

Stone fruit and pork is fine, in moderation, but with bbq sauce (full of sugar or hfcs), onion (sweet), apricot, and peaches? Just because one element may be complimentary doesn't mean you empty the cupboard's sweet shelf. And no heat to cut the sweetness? No pepper or mustard or anything to balance?Reminds me of an appetizer failure i had this evening: foie gras on french toast with honeycomb and balsamic reduction. Great individual ingredients that theoretically paired, but too much sweet and no balance made it a fail and a waste of some fine liver.

In retrospect I was a bit strident in my reply. Though I continue to be as offended by these two posts as I have been by anything I have read in this forum in the past five years. <_<

The BBQ sauce was both spicy and also mustard-based (Carolina Gold). The sauce definitely had a sweetness to it, but it was piquant as well. The pulled pork was also spicy and vinegary. The bacon was peppery.

 

[Idiot Boxer]

Stone fruit and pork is fine, in moderation, but with bbq sauce (full of sugar or hfcs), onion (sweet), apricot, and peaches? Just because one element may be complimentary doesn't mean you empty the cupboard's sweet shelf. And no heat to cut the sweetness? No pepper or mustard or anything to balance?Reminds me of an appetizer failure i had this evening: foie gras on french toast with honeycomb and balsamic reduction. Great individual ingredients that theoretically paired, but too much sweet and no balance made it a fail and a waste of some fine liver.

In retrospect I was a bit strident in my reply. Though I continue to be as offended by these two posts as I have been by anything I have read in this forum in the past five years. <_<

The BBQ sauce was both spicy and also mustard-based (Carolina Gold). The sauce definitely had a sweetness to it, but it was piquant as well. The pulled pork was also spicy and vinegary. The bacon was peppery.

Sorry, Redmond. Pack up your knives. You've been chopped.

 

[RedmondLonghorn]

Onions are worse than that ESPYs thread.

 

[Limp Ditka]

Social D blows

Someone should ball and chain your face

 

[Notorious T.R.E.]

I'd happily eat that pizza

 

[T-shirt Ninja]

This is the time I hate not remembering the password to T-shirt Ninja

I just miss t shirt ninja

 

[Limp Ditka]

 

[bostonfred]

Is this where we come to get dreams analyzed? Last night I dreamed that I was driving around rural Virginia roads near my alma mater with three of my college buddies. All four of us were sitting in the front seat of my old Chevy Nova -- the Gangrene Machine -- so we could pass the bowl easily, damn the discomfort. But we were paranoid and freaked out when we heard what turned out to be my cat throwing up in the trunk.

Pretty standard actually. You miss the good old days. We all do. It was fun hanging out with friends who didn't want anything from you except someone to share good times with. It was worth it being broke. The cat in your back seat was the proverbial elephant in the room, a reminder that you've been domesticated and have responsibilities now. You're the declawed cat and you hate it. You miss the feeling of another man's hot sweaty leg against yours, or better yet a few at a time. I'll lay two to one that the Gangrene machine was a stick. Also, you're relatively content in life right now - this isn't the kind of dream you have when you're stressed out, it's the kind of dream you have when you think you're not happy enough. Take inventory. Maybe it's time to go on a road trip again, but I think it's simpler than that. You're probably just secretly resentful of some important people in your life. Work on those relationships. Go on a date with your wife that you used to live but feel like you're too old now. Buy tickets to that band you used to like and get a hotel near the venue. It doesn't have to involve any of the sweaty dirty cranks you were running up against in the front seat. Just some time alone together is probably enough.

Like. The part about the Gangrene Machine being a stick is fooking scary good.I forgot to mention that I didn't recognize one of the other three guys.

actually I just meant you wanted to grab their boners.

 

[Thorn]

Onions the food, not "Onions" the poster.

Onions are food pretty much the same way pepper is food. It's a flavoring agent.

 

[Sammy3469]

Onions the food, not "Onions" the poster.

Onions are food pretty much the same way pepper is food. It's a flavoring agent.

Can we at least agree onion rings are a food?

 

[roadkill1292]

Is this where we come to get dreams analyzed? Last night I dreamed that I was driving around rural Virginia roads near my alma mater with three of my college buddies. All four of us were sitting in the front seat of my old Chevy Nova -- the Gangrene Machine -- so we could pass the bowl easily, damn the discomfort. But we were paranoid and freaked out when we heard what turned out to be my cat throwing up in the trunk.

Pretty standard actually. You miss the good old days. We all do. It was fun hanging out with friends who didn't want anything from you except someone to share good times with. It was worth it being broke. The cat in your back seat was the proverbial elephant in the room, a reminder that you've been domesticated and have responsibilities now. You're the declawed cat and you hate it. You miss the feeling of another man's hot sweaty leg against yours, or better yet a few at a time. I'll lay two to one that the Gangrene machine was a stick. Also, you're relatively content in life right now - this isn't the kind of dream you have when you're stressed out, it's the kind of dream you have when you think you're not happy enough. Take inventory. Maybe it's time to go on a road trip again, but I think it's simpler than that. You're probably just secretly resentful of some important people in your life. Work on those relationships. Go on a date with your wife that you used to live but feel like you're too old now. Buy tickets to that band you used to like and get a hotel near the venue. It doesn't have to involve any of the sweaty dirty cranks you were running up against in the front seat. Just some time alone together is probably enough.

Like. The part about the Gangrene Machine being a stick is fooking scary good.I forgot to mention that I didn't recognize one of the other three guys.

actually I just meant you wanted to grab their boners.

 

[Drifter]

Is this where we come to get dreams analyzed? Last night I dreamed that I was driving around rural Virginia roads near my alma mater with three of my college buddies. All four of us were sitting in the front seat of my old Chevy Nova -- the Gangrene Machine -- so we could pass the bowl easily, damn the discomfort. But we were paranoid and freaked out when we heard what turned out to be my cat throwing up in the trunk.

Pretty standard actually. You miss the good old days. We all do. It was fun hanging out with friends who didn't want anything from you except someone to share good times with. It was worth it being broke. The cat in your back seat was the proverbial elephant in the room, a reminder that you've been domesticated and have responsibilities now. You're the declawed cat and you hate it. You miss the feeling of another man's hot sweaty leg against yours, or better yet a few at a time. I'll lay two to one that the Gangrene machine was a stick. Also, you're relatively content in life right now - this isn't the kind of dream you have when you're stressed out, it's the kind of dream you have when you think you're not happy enough. Take inventory. Maybe it's time to go on a road trip again, but I think it's simpler than that. You're probably just secretly resentful of some important people in your life. Work on those relationships. Go on a date with your wife that you used to live but feel like you're too old now. Buy tickets to that band you used to like and get a hotel near the venue. It doesn't have to involve any of the sweaty dirty cranks you were running up against in the front seat. Just some time alone together is probably enough.

Like. The part about the Gangrene Machine being a stick is fooking scary good.

I forgot to mention that I didn't recognize one of the other three guys.

That was the younger you. That time is so far gone that you don't even recognize yourself

 

[RedmondLonghorn]

That was the younger you. That time is so far gone that you don't even recognize yourself

You are back from camp? How has the move gone? All settled in?

Now that you no longer live on the dark side of the moon, mini-cornholing on tap?

 

[Drifter]

That was the younger you. That time is so far gone that you don't even recognize yourself

You are back from camp? How has the move gone? All settled in?

Now that you no longer live on the dark side of the moon, mini-cornholing on tap?

More or less settled in. Built a sweet set of stairs to connect our upper deck and lower deck and then my wife hired some drunk to pain the rails and he splattered paint all over them. Garage is still a disaster as is my office and the mancave - notice all my areas. One of us works for a living.

Cornhole definitely. Thinking about having a BBQ at some point before the summer is over but open for whatever.

 

[Thorn]

Onions the food, not "Onions" the poster.

Onions are food pretty much the same way pepper is food. It's a flavoring agent.

Can we at least agree onion rings are a food?

How about "food."

 

[Mr.Pack]

Apricot/onion BBQ sauce

white peaches

pulled pork

bacon

red onions

rosemary

cheese

Sounds ####ing terrible

No no.... downright ####### disgusting