WCFF 231

WILL CAP FOR FOOD #231

Agent_Moldy:
Sure, the "little blue pill" helped, but there was nothing like Marge's sexy dress and 'come hither' look to get Herbert's juices flowing.

BlueOnBlack:
Mama & Papa Rumsfeld ponder if it was the Crisco that turned their dear Donald into a warmongering kleptocrat...

Lanzman:
No-one *ever* guessed that the Buttmens were the biggest crack dealers in Iowa. Which, all things being equal, really isn't saying much, since they were also the *only* crack dealers in Iowa. Still, it took the local DEA office thirty years and tens of millions of dollars to finally amass the evidence for the warrant to raid the three-room bungalow on Flowerpot Lane. Imagine then, if you will, the embarrassment the DEA felt when they learned that the crack the Buttmens were dealing was cracked corn.
The judge who threw out the case dressed down the DEA officers by saying "What the hell were you thinking? It's freakin' IOWA!"

Steve_Reeves:
If we had a damn pitchfork with us I'd skewer that Grant Wood feller!

Scypha:
We recently asked Jed and Edna Buchannon the secret to their 50 years of marriage. Edna wouldn't comment, but Jed said that just before kissing his wife, he would quickly drink down three shots of tequila. And after seeing this happy couple, I can understand Jed's way of thinking.

Daleman:
After their medication kicks in these two are the ultimate party animals.

Generik:
Clara hated the too-short sweater vest, which was a gift from Edgar's first wife, Hester. She hated the smirk Edgar got on his face every time he wore it. She hated the "wallpaper" Edgar put up in the kitchen, and she hated the fly strips all over the house. But most of all -- most of all -- Clara hated it when Edgar asked her to "rub a handful of Crisco all over my bee-hind" every Saturday night before dinner.

JoeCrow:
Flo & Eddie don't perform anymore
But Flo still pops goofballs like Tic-Tacs
and Eddie still makes meth in the kitchen
Good to know some traditions still live on

flavio:
"You bet your sweet bippy!!!!" Replies drummer Charlie Watts to the question, "Will you be able to tour with Mick and Keith next summer?" Mrs. Watts adds that she is certain they will indeed get their collective YA YAs thoroughly out.

amycamus:
"That Prius has changed everything fer us." "A-yup."

cambria36:
Mr. & Mrs. Benny Lugnuts of Keokuk, Iowa, celebrate their 1,000th daily dose of Prilosec by hanging a fly paper strip from the ceiling and blowing it in each other's general direction. They're still playful rascals, even after 45 years of marriage.

WEIRD_1:
Little did Henry know that Maggie has been slipping poison into his food for 6 years.

Racerex:
To date, The Church of Dread Nyarlathotep, located in Creeps Junction, North Dakota, boasts only two members -- founder Ebeneezer Mandibble and his common-law wife, Chloe. However, in a recent interview with the Associated Press, the two expressed hope that, one day, their homespun take on the primordial anti-gospel of total despair would win over the hearts of millions.

gleeb:
"Yeah, but it's my lucky sweater. I was wearing it when I met this little ray of sunshine."

Zee:
"Hurry up and take your Nyquil, Abner. Then I'm gonna Crisco-up your back door and rock the carboard walls off our shanty! WHOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOO! I pooped a little when I said 'WHOOOO-HOOO'."

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Agent_Moldy: Sure, the "little blue pill" helped, but there was nothing like Marge's sexy dress and 'come hither' look to get Herbert's juices flowing.	BlueOnBlack: Mama & Papa Rumsfeld ponder if it was the Crisco that turned their dear Donald into a warmongering kleptocrat...	Lanzman: No-one ever guessed that the Buttmens were the biggest crack dealers in Iowa. Which, all things being equal, really isn't saying much, since they were also the only crack dealers in Iowa. Still, it took the local DEA office thirty years and tens of millions of dollars to finally amass the evidence for the warrant to raid the three-room bungalow on Flowerpot Lane. Imagine then, if you will, the embarrassment the DEA felt when they learned that the crack the Buttmens were dealing was cracked corn. The judge who threw out the case dressed down the DEA officers by saying "What the hell were you thinking? It's freakin' IOWA!"
Steve_Reeves: If we had a damn pitchfork with us I'd skewer that Grant Wood feller!	Scypha: We recently asked Jed and Edna Buchannon the secret to their 50 years of marriage. Edna wouldn't comment, but Jed said that just before kissing his wife, he would quickly drink down three shots of tequila. And after seeing this happy couple, I can understand Jed's way of thinking.	Daleman: After their medication kicks in these two are the ultimate party animals.
Generik: Clara hated the too-short sweater vest, which was a gift from Edgar's first wife, Hester. She hated the smirk Edgar got on his face every time he wore it. She hated the "wallpaper" Edgar put up in the kitchen, and she hated the fly strips all over the house. But most of all -- most of all -- Clara hated it when Edgar asked her to "rub a handful of Crisco all over my bee-hind" every Saturday night before dinner.	JoeCrow: Flo & Eddie don't perform anymore But Flo still pops goofballs like Tic-Tacs and Eddie still makes meth in the kitchen Good to know some traditions still live on	flavio: "You bet your sweet bippy!!!!" Replies drummer Charlie Watts to the question, "Will you be able to tour with Mick and Keith next summer?" Mrs. Watts adds that she is certain they will indeed get their collective YA YAs thoroughly out.
amycamus: "That Prius has changed everything fer us." "A-yup."	cambria36: Mr. & Mrs. Benny Lugnuts of Keokuk, Iowa, celebrate their 1,000th daily dose of Prilosec by hanging a fly paper strip from the ceiling and blowing it in each other's general direction. They're still playful rascals, even after 45 years of marriage.	WEIRD_1: Little did Henry know that Maggie has been slipping poison into his food for 6 years.
Racerex: To date, The Church of Dread Nyarlathotep, located in Creeps Junction, North Dakota, boasts only two members -- founder Ebeneezer Mandibble and his common-law wife, Chloe. However, in a recent interview with the Associated Press, the two expressed hope that, one day, their homespun take on the primordial anti-gospel of total despair would win over the hearts of millions.	gleeb: "Yeah, but it's my lucky sweater. I was wearing it when I met this little ray of sunshine."	Zee: "Hurry up and take your Nyquil, Abner. Then I'm gonna Crisco-up your back door and rock the carboard walls off our shanty! WHOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOO! I pooped a little when I said 'WHOOOO-HOOO'."
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