Readie
Chief Master Sergeant
AHA... an all American boy that loves strong yellow mustard. I'm sure that you are not alone Paul.
I think Matt doth protest too much
...and All is alright with the World.
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AHA... an all American boy that loves strong yellow mustard. I'm sure that you are not alone Paul.
I think Matt doth protest too much
yulzari
Staff Sergeant
Done that with grey squirrel, but in the oven. Must try it with the next batch of rabbits or the next coypu that crosses my path.
Readie
Chief Master Sergeant
Woe betide any animal that crosses a French man's path
BOOOM... 'what the **** was that?' remarked a passing tourist...
'Fresh meat sur la table mon brave' came the reply.
Now **** off as this is my patch
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Njaco
The Pop-Tart Whisperer
Woe betide any animal that crosses a French man's path.
BOOOM!
"What the **** was that?" remarked a passing tourist.
"Escargot on the hoof!" came the wilted reply.
"Wrap it in bacon, and I'll eat it!" commented the lost tourist who was looking for Finland but somehow ended up in France watching a mustard eating contest when the festivities were interrupted by the afore-mentioned auditory fulisade crackling across the crowd as they waited patiently for the Spicy Brown portion of the contest.
...or something like that.
bacon
BOOOM!
"What the **** was that?" remarked a passing tourist.
"Escargot on the hoof!" came the wilted reply.
"Wrap it in bacon, and I'll eat it!" commented the lost tourist who was looking for Finland but somehow ended up in France watching a mustard eating contest when the festivities were interrupted by the afore-mentioned auditory fulisade crackling across the crowd as they waited patiently for the Spicy Brown portion of the contest.
...or something like that.
bacon
Bucksnort101
2nd Lieutenant
That does it. I'm calling Al Gore and having your internet privaleges taken away.
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Mustard, whether yellow or spicy, etc. has it's place and in many cases is a must...but NEVER on bacon!
Readie
Chief Master Sergeant
'Woe betide any animal that crosses a French man's path.
BOOOM!
"What the **** was that?" remarked a passing tourist.
"Escargot on the hoof!" came the wilted reply.
"Wrap it in bacon, and I'll eat it!" commented the lost tourist who was looking for Finland but somehow ended up in France watching a mustard eating contest when the festivities were interrupted by the afore-mentioned auditory fulisade crackling across the crowd as they waited patiently for the Spicy Brown portion of the contest.
...or something like that'
BOOOOOM BOOOOM went the black powder muskets as the French charged naked across the fields of la belle France in hot pursuit of anything remotely edible.
A slightly confused American tourist with a camper van the size of the QE2 stopped ( eventually) to mildly enquire whether this activity was a mational past time or due to drinking too much Stella Artois.
Unfortunately we'll never know the answer as the 'lost American tourist' was eaten and the camper van made into repair panels for a fleet of Citroen H vans.
The moral of the story is do not stop in remote places in France least you get into someones sights
and do not poo poo mustard or Citroen H vans.
BOOOM!
"What the **** was that?" remarked a passing tourist.
"Escargot on the hoof!" came the wilted reply.
"Wrap it in bacon, and I'll eat it!" commented the lost tourist who was looking for Finland but somehow ended up in France watching a mustard eating contest when the festivities were interrupted by the afore-mentioned auditory fulisade crackling across the crowd as they waited patiently for the Spicy Brown portion of the contest.
...or something like that'
BOOOOOM BOOOOM went the black powder muskets as the French charged naked across the fields of la belle France in hot pursuit of anything remotely edible.
A slightly confused American tourist with a camper van the size of the QE2 stopped ( eventually) to mildly enquire whether this activity was a mational past time or due to drinking too much Stella Artois.
Unfortunately we'll never know the answer as the 'lost American tourist' was eaten and the camper van made into repair panels for a fleet of Citroen H vans.
The moral of the story is do not stop in remote places in France least you get into someones sights
and do not poo poo mustard or Citroen H vans.
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razor1uk
Staff Sergeant
I' sure you can get mustard cured bacon (methinks the mustard is then breaded) just like honey or smoke cured bacon - and not the universal meat factory 'sprayed on' flavour coatings.
Also I'd seriously guess that the alledged American Southerners love for their own individual 'family' BBQ sauce recipies will include in some one type of mustard or another, even if its just a smidgin of it - like the amount you get in a supermarket box of natto.
Natto are available a 4 pack sleeve, and are fermented soy beans, the traditional Japanese equivalent to the wests baked beans in a way, but steamed and glutinously stringy mixed/stirred with a half jigger of soy sauce smidgin of English mustard (which come in the polystyrene box in sachets), and are claimed good for the blood and the heart - like baked beans too, dunno about their gas production relative to beans though....
Also I'd seriously guess that the alledged American Southerners love for their own individual 'family' BBQ sauce recipies will include in some one type of mustard or another, even if its just a smidgin of it - like the amount you get in a supermarket box of natto.
Natto are available a 4 pack sleeve, and are fermented soy beans, the traditional Japanese equivalent to the wests baked beans in a way, but steamed and glutinously stringy mixed/stirred with a half jigger of soy sauce smidgin of English mustard (which come in the polystyrene box in sachets), and are claimed good for the blood and the heart - like baked beans too, dunno about their gas production relative to beans though....
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Njaco
The Pop-Tart Whisperer
'Woe betide any animal that crosses a French man's path.
BOOOM!
"What the **** was that?" remarked a passing tourist.
"Escargot on the hoof!" came the wilted reply.
"Wrap it in bacon, and I'll eat it!" commented the lost tourist who was looking for Finland but somehow ended up in France watching a mustard eating contest when the festivities were interrupted by the afore-mentioned auditory fulisade crackling across the crowd as they waited patiently for the Spicy Brown portion of the contest.
...or something like that'
BOOOOOM BOOOOM went the black powder muskets as the French charged naked across the fields of la belle France in hot pursuit of anything remotely edible.
A slightly confused American tourist with a camper van the size of the QE2 stopped ( eventually) to mildly enquire whether this activity was a mational past time or due to drinking too much Stella Artois.
Unfortunately we'll never know the answer as the 'lost American tourist' was eaten and the camper van made into repair panels for a fleet of Citroen H vans.
The moral of the story is do not stop in remote places in France least you get into someones sights
and do not poo poo mustard or Citoen H vans.
Meanwhile lurking by a stone in the mud, two eyes looked to see what I was and then something spoke and this is what it said to me.......
Readie
Chief Master Sergeant
'Meanwhile lurking by a stone in the mud, two eyes looked to see what I was and then something spoke and this is what it said to me.......
Go forth into the world young man and spread the word that yellow English mustard is the food of the gods (especially on bacon)
If those yankees poo poo you... be of stout heart and tell them that yellow mustard is only for the chosen few.... and as god chose the English it ain't you lot.
Go forth into the world young man and spread the word that yellow English mustard is the food of the gods (especially on bacon)
If those yankees poo poo you... be of stout heart and tell them that yellow mustard is only for the chosen few.... and as god chose the English it ain't you lot.
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Njaco
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you're a poopy-head!
mikewint
Captain
Or this:
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4M6qAMMqFhI
Or the cure:
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSReSGe200A
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4M6qAMMqFhI
Or the cure:
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSReSGe200A
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Readie
Chief Master Sergeant
Aaron Brooks Wolters
Brigadier General
Ok, the mustard and custard stuff has gone on long enough. Every time one of you mentions it a joke comes to mind that I had not heard in years. So here it is. ( In know...................this ain't the Quokes Jotes thread.
There are three kinds of turds in this world.
1.) Mustard.
2.) Custard.
3.) AND YOU YA BIG SH!T!!
Now....let's not talk about putting mustard on bacon anymore. IT'S JUST WRONG!
I'll get my coat.
There are three kinds of turds in this world.
1.) Mustard.
2.) Custard.
3.) AND YOU YA BIG SH!T!!
Now....let's not talk about putting mustard on bacon anymore. IT'S JUST WRONG!
I'll get my coat.
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Bucksnort101
2nd Lieutenant
Take that you bass-turds!!!
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Njaco
The Pop-Tart Whisperer
Matt308
Glock Perfection
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Njaco
The Pop-Tart Whisperer
Back on topic......
Answer 6 out of 6 correctly to complete your Bacon Party verification.
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Answer 6 out of 6 correctly to complete your Bacon Party verification.
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Aaron Brooks Wolters
Brigadier General
Now we're back on track. YYYYYYEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUMMMMMM!
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I know I've said it before, but I'll say it again:
