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Indeed, when all else fails, read the directions
posted by
Straightforward
on November 23, 2012 at 6:50 AM
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loooooooooooooooooool....agree on the man's apt....so funny about the bbq...good write!
posted by
Annicita
on September 6, 2012 at 5:55 PM
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You gave me a good laugh here!
Love the bit at the end... parachutes and gas grills...
posted by
Ciel
on August 28, 2012 at 10:13 AM
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posted by
Reflecting_teddypoet
on August 5, 2012 at 3:03 PM
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LMAO!
Strat I really think you are one of the funniest human beings I've ever read. You speak for the masses of all us men. Kool aid story had me laughing. Great read and post. Ace
posted by
aceblade
on August 5, 2012 at 3:00 PM
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What a funny close, the directions should be attended to first! But, that's just my way of thinking! sam 
posted by
sam444
on July 26, 2012 at 10:01 PM
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I guess, during my bachelor days, I broke all of the stereotypical molds. My kitchen was immaculate, I never kept any Kool-Aid in my fridge ( sweetened or unsweetened ) I don't drink beer, and I'm not all that much into barbecuing. I guess the only forecast written on my cave walls was "future Felix Ungar." 
posted by
JimmyA
on July 26, 2012 at 7:33 AM
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Actually, Naut, the proper response to that situation is
"How do you like your steak tartare?"...
posted by
strat
on July 25, 2012 at 9:19 AM
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Strat
Great stuff! I'm one of those who can probably expect to take a rapid trip skyward one of these days, LOL...
So far, my problem has been a different one: the hamburgers begin to sizzle, everything is under control, I have time to go and grab another beer and chat for a few minutes...But when I turn to the grill, instead of sizzle there's silence... Damn! "Sorry, folks, gotta go and get another tank, this one appears to be empty...", and off I go, followed by the growns and derisive cackles of the hungry crowd...
posted by
Nautikos
on July 25, 2012 at 7:49 AM
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