It had to happen, with all the photos of his marvelous cookin and his instructional cooking demonstrations the finest eatin establishment in the land is now officially open:
Welcome to "DELMONICO'S DUTCH OVEN"
Sit down and enjoy a meal prepared the old fashioned way by Master Chef and Cosie, Delmonico!
He got knockwurst 'n a gallon ah deli mustard ta smear on it?
I wouldn't doubt it, Arcey. ;D
Slim
If he's so good how come all he brings to the Longbranch is all that STINKIN' food?
Keeps tha good stuff fer hiz own eestablishment, Cammie!
Thats bar food Cammie. Like the rotten eggs in pickle juice. ;D
Don't have no knockwurst right now, I get mine at Pelican's Meat in Johnson Newbrassky. Now don't be confused, Johnson Newbrassky is in Nemaha County, Johnson county is the next one over where our farm is. ::)
Almost sounds like Johnson-ville Knocks.......
Heh, heh, heh....
Naw, these is better, made by hand in a small town meat-locker, not a factory. ;D
Well just damn! I missed ya when ya come thru here fer the taste comparison!
Big thunderstorm comin'. See y'all when it blows o'er..................
Quote from: Arcey on July 13, 2006, 03:29:07 PM
Well just damn! I missed ya when ya come thru here fer the taste comparison!
Big thunderstorm comin'. See y'all when it blows o'er..................
I've got abig jar of the Stoneground where you hidn' them Johnsonville Brats?
Awwwww man. I just finished a steak 'n a big mound ah slab fries washed down wit ice cold Coors. My wittle belly is full 'n that still sounds good. Desert maybe?
Damn. One these days I'm gonna look like Trinity.........................
Well it looks like you survived Arcey, we gots a bunch a them around here, purple triangles and yaller squares, (tornados and hail) Got to work and was early headin' in, stopped in the parkin' lot for about 10 minutes, wish I'd a had that camera. Watched one tryin' to form, I guess by the radar, that it dropped and was on the ground out SE of us about 20 miles.
We got storms all around us goin' every direction, that ussually ain't good. ::)
Yeah, again. Didn't last long. Still rainin' easy but it didn't get much cooler. Oh well. It's that time ah year. All's ya kin do is wait it out.
Don't want no tornados. The hurry-canes spawn off l'il ones 'n they're plenty nasty.
The one one radar turned into a hailstorm, then popped up about 10 miles futher east and turned back to hail, 'bout 10 miles from our farm right now and the projected path is right over.
The storms have got their poop together and are all going SE right now. ;D
Well they be one 'bout 20 miles south goin' east again, got a purple triangle in it. ::)
Nasty here now. Might call and order a pizza. Make da pizza boy get out in dis mess. ;D
We just came through the first round for tonight.
Thunder, lightenin', heavy rain....
still tryin' to figger out whether it was ah frog choker,ah turd floater, er ah gully washer. ::)
Back about 30 years ago I orded a pizza, the sy-reens started blowin' about the time it was due. When it quieted down, the guy had a big dent in his door, hit and run from a garbage can.
It wet over Lincoln and didn't touch down.
One other time when one was playin' overhead, I was stopped for a red ligh, had a dumpster in the lane beside me blow through the light at about 40-50. Had a bill board go to pieces to the side of me that night, part went in front, part went in back of me. If I'd have been watchin' the other way I could have seen the roof go off the clubhouse at the Fairgrounds horse track. ;D
When we went to Arizona a couple of years back we put 1800 miles on the rental car. Didn't stay 2 night in the same place and saw a BUNCH!
We was on out way over to Bisbee via the White Mtns and there was some small town in the middle of a flat place that we had to go through. The roads all had dips in them at regular intervals about four ft deep. Well about the time that we was leaving this little town I realized that the whole time we had been in Arizona we hadn't seen a tumbleweed. We was in the perfect setting for one too.
I told Stump, "If you see a tumble weed holler at me 'cause I wanna get a picture of one". About that time we was pullin' up to a sto sign. Here comes a HUGE tumbleweed and it blows right into the front driver side panel. :D I didn't get a picture of the hit and run tumbleweed 'cause we were sooo busy laughin' about it.
On cue Tumbleweed enter stage left, hit car, as car moves on past exit stage left. :D
Quote from: Delmonico on July 13, 2006, 01:46:20 PM
Thats bar food Cammie. Like the rotten eggs in pickle juice. ;D
Don't have no knockwurst right now, I get mine at Pelican's Meat in Johnson Newbrassky. Now don't be confused, Johnson Newbrassky is in Nemaha County, Johnson county is the next one over where our farm is. ::)
I tried a pickled egg for the first time recently. It wasn't bad a-tall. ;D ;D
Quote from: Delmonico on July 13, 2006, 02:13:13 PM
Naw, these is better, made by hand in a small town meat-locker, not a factory. ;D
That's the best kind.
Ya want me to save a tumbleweed next time one blows through? I have them jump the fence and hang around in the back yard with my wild marr-a-ja-hooca weed. ;D
We call it Mary-Jane here.
Slim
Del iz runnin around hummin, "The wilwood weed grew wild on the farm and we never knowed what it was for."
Yes I do, you find a pasture with a well used pond that don't have grass and weeds growing up around it, make sure there are some dead trees near by and a big patch of this weed near by. You hide somewhere about 2 hours before sundown and have lots of shotgun shells.
Excuse me, someone is at the door:
"Open up, it's Dave"
"Daves not here." ;D
A few years ago on Labor Day, they had an interview with the Sherriff's Explorer Scout Progam kids, they had been doing a ride along in a plane lookin' for folks picking. When asked if they found any, the said they seen a large patch with a pick-up near by and a couple of guys in camo in the patch. They said a patrol car was going to check them out.
Got a dollar says there was a lab in the group also with feathers on it's lips. ;D
Delmonico puts up a sign.
Brownies on Special
"Oooooh! Ah wan' one!"
Slim takes one to the Chemistry lab for testing. ::)
Thinking the brownie belongs to Slim, the Sheriff locks him up! When SLim asked why he is being locked up the Sheriff point to the photographic close up of the bottom where in tiny block letters it says, "ITS ALL SLIM"S FAULT!"
Quote from: Silver Creek Slim on July 14, 2006, 07:28:04 PM
Slim takes one to the Chemistry lab for testing. ::)
Mebbe we should change yer alias to Grissom? Or have the moderator move this to the CSI thread
Quote from: Silver Creek Slim on July 14, 2006, 09:44:15 AM
We call it Mary-Jane here.
Slim
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Slim sits in jail and stews. "Luuuuuuunch is ready." ;D
Just like on Gunsmoke, Delmonico in in charge of feeding the jailbirds, he brings over a crust of stale bread and some tepid water. ;D
"Thanks, Del. It's just what I needed to feed the birds." ::)
Since Slim didn't like the Delmonico fare, later the Jailers wife brings hot bullony eggs and gravy. ;D
"Thankee, ma'am. Yer nicer then that Delmonico fellar."
"Sheriff, I ben framed. Doz weren't my brownies. That crazy cosie Delmonico was sellin' 'em. See."
Quote from: Delmonico on July 14, 2006, 07:10:39 PM
Delmonico puts up a sign.
Brownies on Special
Slim has ta get outta jail 'cuz Artesian wells were found in Silver Creek County. He is gonna open a soda pop factory.
<Arthur's note: I found out on Saturday that one of my ancestors owned a soda factory in Sheboygan County in the 1920's.>
Delmonico decides that Slim needs some music and has it piped in. ;D
One time I spent a week inside a little country jail
And I don't guess I'll ever live it down
I was sittin' at a red light when these two men came and got me
And said that I was speeding through their town
Well, they said,"Tomorrow morning you can see the judge then go."
They let me call one person on the phone
I thought I'd be there overnight so I just called my boss
To tell him I'd be off but not for long
Well, they motioned me inside a cell with seven other guys
One little barred up window in the rear
My cellmates said if they had let me bring some money in
We ought to send the jailer for some beer
Well, I had to pay him double 'cause he was the man in charge
And the jailer's job was not the best in town
Later on his wife brought hot bologna, eggs and gravy
The first day I was there I turned it down
Well, next morning they just let us sleep but I was up real early
Wonderin' when I'd get my release
Later on we got more hot bologna, eggs and gravy
And by now I wasn't quite so hard to please
Two days later when I thought that I had been forgotten
The sheriff came in chewin' on a straw
He said, "Where is the guy who thinks that this is Indianapolis?
I'd like to talk to him about the law."
Well, I told him who I was and told him I was working steady
And I really should be gettin' on my way
That part about me bein' who I was did not impress him
He said, "The judge'll be here any day."
The jailer had a wife and let me tell you she was awful
But she brought that hot bologna every day
And after seven days she got to lookin' so much better
I asked her if she'd like to run away
The next mornin' that old judge took every nickel that I had
And he said, "Son, let this teach you not to race."
The jailer's wife was smilin' from the window as I left
In thirty minutes I was out of state
train a comin´
it´s rolling round the bend
and I ain´t seen the sunshine since I don´t know when,
I´m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin´ on
but that train keeps a rollin´ on down to San Anton..
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
always be a good boy, don´t ever play with guns.
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
now every time I hear that whistle I hang my head and cry..
I bet there´s rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
they´re probably drinkin´ coffee and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can´t be free
but those people keep a movin´
and that´s what tortures me...
Well if they´d free me from this prison,
if that railroad train was mine
I bet I´d move just a little further down the line
far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
and I´d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....
And another. ;D
first thing I remember knowing,
Was a lonesome whistle blowing,
And a young un's dream of growing up to ride;
On a freight train leaving town,
Not knowing where I'm bound,
No-one could change my mind but Mama tried.
One and only rebel child,
From a family, meek and mild:
My Mama seemed to know what lay in store.
Despite all my Sunday learning,
Towards the bad, I kept on turning.
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore.
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole.
No-one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried.
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied.
That leaves only me to blame 'cos Mama tried.
Instrumental break.
Dear old Daddy, rest his soul,
Left my Mom a heavy load;
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes.
Working hours without rest,
Wanted me to have the best.
She tried to raise me right but I refused.
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole.
No-one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried.
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied.
That leaves only me to blame 'cos Mama tried.
And then Johnny comes back to torment Slim.
Monday I Was Ar-rested (Uh Huh)
On A Tuesday They Locked Me In The Jail (Oh Boy)
On A Wednesday My Trial Was At-tested
On A Thursday They Said Guilty And The Judge's Gavel Fell
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders
I Got Chains --- Chains Around My Feet
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders
And Them Chains --- Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Down
On A Monday My Momma Come To See Me
On A Tuesday They Caught Me With A File
On A Wednesday I'm Down In Solitary
On A Thursday I Start On Bread And Water For A While
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders
I Got Chains --- Chains Around My Feet
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders
And Them Chains --- Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Down
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders
I Got Chains --- Chains Around My Feet
I Got Stripes --- Stripes Around My Shoulders
And Them Chains --- Them Chains They're About To Drag Me
And Merle warns him what'll happen if he tries to escape.
Down every road there's always one more city
I'm on the run, the highway is my home
I raised a lot of cane back in my younger days
While Mama used to pray my crops would fail
I'm a hunted fugitive with just two ways:
Outrun the law or spend my life in jail
I'd like to settle down but they won't let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there's always one more city
I'm on the run, the highway is my home
I'm lonely but I can't afford the luxury
Of having one I love to come along
She'd only slow me down and they'd catch up with me
For he who travels fastest goes alone
I'd like to settle down but they won't let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there's always one more city
I'm on the run, the highway is my home
I'm on the run, the highway is my home
Delmonico comes in and says, "we're still waitin' to do the lab test on the brownies so we know if'n to set bail or free ya, You'll have to wait till Friday when I pick up my new Lab." ::) ;D
Merle comes back on the piped in music. ;D
The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest
And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell
'Let my guitar playing friend do my request.' (Let him...)
Sing me back home with a song I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing Me Back Home before I die
I recall last Sunday morning a choir from 'cross the street
Came to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers 'There's a song my mama sang.
Can I hear once before we move along?'
Sing me back home, the song my mama sang
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing Me Back Home before I die
Sing Me Back Home before I die
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
Where you begged to be excused;
You left her by the roadside,
Then you hid her clothes and shoes.
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You took her on the hillside
For to make her your wife;
You took her on the hillside,
And ther you took her life.
You dug the grave four feet long
And you dug it three feet deep;
You rolled the cold clay over her
And tromped it with your feet.
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
"Trouble, oh it's trouble
A-rollin' through my breast;
As long as I'm a-livin', boys,
They ain't a-gonna let me rest.
I know they're gonna hang me,
Tomorrow I'll be dead,
Though I never even harmed a hair
On poor little Laurie's head."
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
"In this world and one more
Then reckon where I'll be;
If is wasn't for Sheriff Grayson,
I'd be in Tennesee.
You can take down my old violin
And play it all you please.
For at this time tomorrow, boys,
Iit'll be of no use to me."
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
"At this time tomorrow
Where do you reckon I'll be?
Away down yonder in the holler
Hangin' on a white oak tree.
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Delmonico recieves a tellygraham. Mr. Delmonico <STOP> Lab arrived to do test <STOP> Lab was already stoned <STOP> New Lab will arrive next Friday <STOP>
(Author's Note: And his name is Rowdy, will post pics.) ;D
Slim gets his one telephone call and talks ta the sausage plant foreman, Fritz.
Quote from: Delmonico on July 19, 2006, 11:40:49 AM
(Author's Note: And his name is Rowdy, will post pics.) ;D
Wooo hooo! Congrats for getting Lexie's new dawg. ;D ;D ;D
Sher hope he don't expose the mutt ta Kingston Trio music. Awful thing ta do ta a dog............
Naw. He'll prolly play Leonard Nimoy for him. ;D ;D
Shouldah said Kingston Trio noise.....
Hank Sr, Junior Brown, Ian Tyson, Guy Clark, John Prine and maybe some Pink Floyd.
These are the times that try men's souls. In the course of our nation's history, the people of Boston have rallied bravely whenever the rights of men have been threatened. Today, a new crisis has arisen. The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the M.T.A., is attempting to levy a burdensome tax on the population in the form of a subway fare increase. Citizens, hear me out! This could happen to you!
Well, let me tell you of the story of a man named Charley
on a tragic and fateful day.
He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family,
went to ride on the M.T.A.
Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned and
his fate is still unknown.
(What a pity! Poor ole Charlie. Shame and scandal.
He may ride forever. Just like Paul Revere.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston.
He's the man who never returned.
Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendall Square Station
and he changed for Jamaica Plain.
When he got there the conductor told him, "One more nickel."
Charlie couldn't get off of that train.
Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned and
his fate is still unknown.
(What a pity! Poor ole Charlie. Shame and scandal.
He may ride forever. Just like Paul Revere.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston.
He's the man who never returned.
Now, all night long Charlie rides through the station,
crying, "What will become of me?!!
How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea
or my cousin in Roxbury?"
Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned and
his fate is still unknown.
(What a pity! Poor ole Charlie. Shame and scandal.
He may ride forever. Just like Paul Revere.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston.
He's the man who never returned.
Charlie's wife goes down to the Sculley Square Station
every day at quarter past two,
And through the open window she hands Charlie a sandwich
as the train comes rumblin' through.
Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned and
his fate is still unknown.
(What a pity! Poor ole Charlie. Shame and scandal.
He may ride forever. Just like Paul Revere.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston.
He's the man who never returned.
Now, you citizens of Boston, don't you think it's a scandal
how the people have to pay and pay?
Fight the fare increase! Vote for George O'Brien!
Get poor Charlie off the M. T. A.
Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned and
his fate is still unknown.
(What a pity! Poor ole Charlie. Shame and scandal.
He may ride forever. Just like Paul Revere.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston.
He's the man who never returned.
He's the man who never returned.
He's the man who never returned.
Ain't you Charlie?
;D
Sorry, my mama has that on a 45, brings back memories of me bein' a little kid.
My mother used to play that song on the guitar. I didn't know it was a political song 'til a few years old.
Slim
Slim touches the bars on the jail window and the whole wall crumbles. He walks over the rubble and back to Silver Creek County.
Irish rides up with the new signs for Silver Creek Slim's County line. As ordered they read, "You are now entering Silver Creek Slim County, Whoever You Are Your Jurisdiction Ends Here!"
Delmonico looks at the jail wall and the empty cell, "good riddance, all he did was whine while he was here." ;D
Lookin' around seein' no one tended the heavy pots.....litl'rooster fills the big empty pot with 5 pounds of Johnsonville Brats 2 sliced Vidalia's and a bottle of cheap beer. Covers the pot with lid sets net to coals and places a shovel of coals on top. Seein' the brownies unattended takes one and relax witha cup of coffee.
Trinity walks up and sees the brownies: "Ooooooh! Brownies!"
<Authors Note: There is no marywanna in them browines so what ever happens is in their minds.> ;D
Quote from: Delmonico on July 20, 2006, 11:36:02 PM
<Authors Note: There is no marywanna in them browines so what ever happens is in their minds.> ;D
There also a week old and hard as a rock....................Throwing his into the air hitting a starlin' that falls into Silver Crik Slim County........................OOPs
Quote from: Delmonico on July 20, 2006, 11:36:02 PM
<Authors Note: There is no marywanna in them browines so what ever happens is in their minds.> ;D
Think about who yer talkin about Del! :o
<Author's Note: I know and wanted to take this oppertunity to proclaim my innocence. BTW it's a good thing Slim escaped, my wife decided to wait till tommorow evening to pick up Rowdy. She's going to be busy tonight and tommorow and I have to go to work. So she thought it would be best I pick him up after work tommorow, got a dollar that says she does when she gets back.>
Takin' a heavy glove off the D'Arc welder litl' rooster takes the Dutch oven full of cooked "Johnsonville Brats" back to his own thread to sell to hungry fisherman.
When litl rooster arrives, Trinity is already standing there with a fishing pole and a growling stomach. ;D ;D
ya better eat it up pretty quick, Del's gonna be a bringing Rowdy by in a little bit. and you know how them little labs can eat.
"Yes! We got about twenty of them over at Tha Ranch With No Name!"
Gonna pick him up on the way home from work, in about an hour and 40 minutes I'm done fer the day.
Can't wait to see what kitty thinks. ;D
All my cats are always upset with a new pup. too much play in the dogs.
;D ;D ;D Yep the older cats do not want to play. Mine is sleeping right now in one of the three locations he alternates between.
I had a cat that lived in the house with us, he always slept on the stairs, depending on the temp, he would be higher on the stairs to find his just right temperature.
speaking of cats, these were born just this morning, just out by the front porch, this mama cat keeps us supplied with cats around the house, ain't a mouse or snake even close around here.
Ain't they cute! My brother has a black Tabby and her all-black daughter. The dauger is getting some grey now. The tabby had it all her life... You don't know what is due to age. ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Delmonico decides The Dutch Oven should be a buff-it, but not just any kind, cause they all have shortcomin's. No chinese with cols steamed shrip and unsnapped beans, but one servin' real fill um up food
But with One Differance.
Delmonico's Dutch Oven Buffet
If your parents were related before they were married you can't eat here
Del, you ever do a cat in your dutch oven? What cha put in with it?
Quote from: Delmonico on July 23, 2006, 08:34:15 PM
Delmonico decides The Dutch Oven should be a buff-it, but not just any kind, cause they all have shortcomin's. No chinese with cols steamed shrip and unsnapped beans, but one servin' real fill um up food
But with One Differance.
Delmonico's Dutch Oven Buffet
If your parents were related before they were married you can't eat here
"What is you trahin' ta say 'bout folks what eat at buffets?"
Quote from: DArchangel on July 23, 2006, 09:31:14 PM
Del, you ever do a cat in your dutch oven? What cha put in with it?
Mashed taters with gravy goes good with all meats. ;D
Quote from: Trinity on July 23, 2006, 09:41:41 PM
"What is you trahin' ta say 'bout folks what eat at buffets?"
Not all folks, just enough to be annoying. ;D
ya mean it's gonna be biggrer than that'n down to the old home fillerup and keep on trucking cafe. that Mavis is a looker
"Oh yeah! That thar Mavis is tha best thang Ah done set mah eyes upon since Uletta down to tha Feed Barn, tha other rester-rant Ah lahk ta eat at."
OT,
Most of my cats are tabbys, none of them has had a pure white kitten. They have had black ones, tho.
Our inside cat was having kittens this morning as I was leavin' the house fer verk.
Slim
We've got the one cat in the picture, that has had a white kitten her last 4 litters, they usually have a ittle black trim on them as they get bigger. they are all cute when they get to where they start playing together, we have several that size now, I enjoy in the evening, sitting on the porch and watching them play.
I enjoy watching kittens play, too, but the dog likes ta chase 'em also. ::)
Slim
our Border Collie likes to round the kittens up. she keeps circling and trys to gets them all into a little group. when and if she does, she looks at ya, like look what I've done. ;D
Like one , Slim???????
Wrong pic :o ;D ;D
Quote from: Four-Eyed Buck on July 24, 2006, 01:11:06 PM
Like one , Slim???????
Nope! I have enough, thank you. I buy cat food in 20# bags. ::)
Slim
Must be big cats! ;D
Not big cats, just lots of 'em. ::) A big plus is there are no rats or mice. When we moved into the old farm house, the rats would run up and down inside the walls. There wasn't a lick of insulation in the walls at the time.
Slim
So whut are they insulated with now, dead rats?
Sorry Slim, typo. Left out the word this. The little white kitty is Snowball, a gift from my son to my wife. The other one is Ming, a tortoise shell, and the oldest animal in the house............Buck 8) ;) ;D
Quote from: Lucky Irish Tom on July 24, 2006, 01:48:00 PM
So whut are they insulated with now, dead rats?
;D ;D ;D ;D
I knocked the plaster and lathe offa the walls and ceilings, insulated with fiberglass (spit), and put sheetrock on the walls and ceilings.
Slim
BTW, my better-half called. We have 5 new kittens.
Slim
Them cats can eat a lot when they get hungry, I gotta watch mine, they'll try to get yer toes if ya got out barefooted.
Quote from: Silver Creek Slim on July 24, 2006, 03:55:20 PM
BTW, my better-half called. We have 5 new kittens.
Slim
Congratulations grampa grampa grampa grampa grampa! ;D ;D Kittens is cute!
Puppies is cuter. ;D
Here's the little hairballs. ;D
Slim
That Rowdy sure is cute, I'll agree.
We got him fetchin' and givin' back already. He likes those cars from the Happy Meals, toys for him and Lexi both. ;D
:o What cars? Not the ones for ages three and up, I hope. Neither one is even close to that. ;D ;D ;D
Well ya don't let either of them chew off the tires. They wind up by backin' up and then the pop a wheelie and soot off the coffee table. They then race to see who can get it and fetch it back. ;D
*Hack* *Hack* *Hack*
Don't tell Rita I posted this. ;D
"Awwwww. Ain' that sweet. Look, tha only critter what's missin' in her lap is Dail." ;D ;D ;D
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"RIIIIITTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Guess what Dail posted..." ;D
Someone had to take the picture, 'sides that you think I'm going anywhere near that cat with that look on her face. ;D
What's wrong with the look on the kitty's face? I wish I had a Siamese. ( :o Don't tell that to TC.)
That is one POed cat. She jumped up on Rita's lap 'cause I was makin' her try to make friends with the puppy, the the puppy jumped up and then Lexi got up there. ;D
About 30 seconds later she took off like she'd been turpintined, went over the gate and into the basement. ;D
Siamese is the funniest people.................. ::) ;D ;D ;D
Heck, she's easy to train, I've got here doing several dumb tricks and not doing the things she did at first to irratate me. She sits real pretty and quiet when her bowl is empty, she don't howl and kick it around like she did when I met Rita. ;D She won't even meow in the mornin' to let me know till the coffee is started, otherwise I have a cup or two before I get around to it. ;D
She thinks I'm a god, she comes over and bows at my feet, drives Rita's friends that have cats crazy. ;D
Ya gotta teach dem cats who's boss. ::)
Slim
Quote from: Silver Creek Slim on July 24, 2006, 01:35:26 PM
Nope! I have enough, thank you. I buy cat food in 20# bags. ::)
Slim
I buy cat food in 2 25# bags! Mix the hairball kind and the dental kind together.
Quote from: Camille Eonich on August 01, 2006, 02:59:37 PM
I buy cat food in 2 25# bags! Mix the hairball kind and the dental kind together.
What's it give ya Cammie? Hairballs with some bite to them? ;D ::)
The hairball kind doesn't help TC much. >:( All it does is make his hairballs more liquidy. :P :P :P :P
Quote from: Trinity on August 01, 2006, 09:46:02 PM
The hairball kind doesn't help TC much. >:( All it does is make his hairballs more liquidy. :P :P :P :P
Just thinkin' about that causes me to ....... well nevermind.....
What were you going to say?
Barf?
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Quote from: Trinity on August 01, 2006, 09:57:27 PM
What were you going to say?
Barf?
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I was tryin' not to be so graphic as to offend the sensaibilities of the fairer sex. We wouldn't want them to get the vapors.
Quote from: Sod Buster on August 01, 2006, 10:00:01 PM
I was tryin' not to be so graphic as to offend the sensaibilities of the fairer sex. We wouldn't want them to got the vapors.
Has Arcey been eatin barley agin? ??? :o
;D ;D ;D ;D
Slim
Hey, I might have to try some of that "Hairball" stuff, the one I hacked up this mornin' was real dry and scratchy. ;D
Now THAT was gross! ;D ;D
That's what ya git fer lickin tha cat Del!
but he sure has a slick cat.
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
That hair is to long fer our sigh-meese, thats my hair, got it caught in my samwhich the other night and done et a big chunk by mistake. ::) Was real bad gettin' it out this mornin'. :o
Talk about hongry! Gee!
Trinity gives Del the hair ball removal movement
I would ask the moderators to move this thread from the Cooking Board and to Tall Tales.......(oooops) but they are the main in-sta-gators
What are ya implyin'? ;D
Slim
he could be implying that he knows Del's a cooking something up fer ya, or on ya, ???
;D :D ;D
Sounds like a Crock ta Me. :o
;D
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Moderators running amok! :o
Trinity you just think it don't help much. Get 'em used to it then take them off it a day or two. messy!
Quote from: Marshal harpoluke on August 05, 2006, 10:54:24 PM
;D :D ;D
Sounds like a Crock ta Me. :o
;D
8)
Yep I have several, what cosie wouldn't. ??? ::)
Better I run amok than to run naked.
;D :D ;D
Dell, I could say Somthing, but Ah is a gunna be Mercyful. :D
Why, Don't know.
;D :D ;D
:o
;D :D ;D
::)
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Cause it involes big words and ya fergot where ya put yer dick-on-ary. ::) :P
Quote from: Camille Eonich on August 05, 2006, 11:04:33 PM
Moderators running amok! :o
Trinity you just think it don't help much. Get 'em used to it then take them off it a day or two. messy!
What did
I do? :-[ ::) ;D
Delmonico gets up from his bath and runs amok.....................................and naked. ;D
Quote from: Delmonico on August 05, 2006, 11:10:08 PM
Yep I have several, what cosie wouldn't. ??? ::)
Better I run amok than to run naked.
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I think that's a country crock! ;D ;D
Quote from: Trinity on August 06, 2006, 11:57:38 AM
I think that's a country crock! ;D ;D
No butter for you! :o
I just had a butter sammich. ;D ;D ;D :P
Quote from: Trinity on August 06, 2006, 11:57:38 AM
I think that's a country crock! ;D ;D
Naw! this is country crock, ain't ya never seen it over in the plastic and rubber food isle? :o
;D ;D ;D
do ya know, they even got mashed potato's in them little Country Crock tubs. same isle.
Quote from: Delmonico on August 06, 2006, 11:56:07 AM
Delmonico gets up from his bath and runs amok.....................................and naked. ;D
;D
Marshall smears Dell's Dutch oven with Penut butter, n Blue cheeze. N cracks His crock. :o
heh, Heh, HEH! :o >:( ;D
:P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
;D
While the sheep herder is bent over Delmonico injrcts a large dose of shugher water righrt in the part that looks like Trinity's target with a hypodermic needle. ;D :P :P :P :P :P :P
;D
Fortunatly, Marshal had just takin His Insulin-- and now supercharged and anoyed; He slowly turns and swiftly kicks Dell's Donkey. :o
This is not hard, science Dell is AllDonkey! :o :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
It was more sugar than that, 'sides that I stole yer battery and yer stuck there. ;D :P :P :P :P
BTW, what was the goober butter for? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ::)
maybe he thought ya did'nt like peanut butter ??? ???
Quote from: Ozark Tracker on August 07, 2006, 01:07:24 PM
maybe he thought ya did'nt like peanut butter ??? ???
;D
It makes things stick--protein. Ya cook/burn it in, its hard to remove. :o
No dillious Dilly dosn't like Lamb Stew. :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
Fried Horse, nor Gator soup. :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
:o
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Quote from: Marshal harpoluke on August 07, 2006, 03:25:52 AM
;D
Fortunatly, Marshal had just takin His Insulin-- and now supercharged and anoyed; He slowly turns and swiftly trys to kick Dell's Donkey and falls on his butt.. :o
This is not hard, science Dell is the worlds best cosie and deserves more respect than I give him :o :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
;D
It is so unfair, doin' a battle of wits with someone who is unarmed. ::) But I don't mind bein' unfair. ;D
See, besides that being evil means I don't have to have no scruples. ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Quote from: Delmonico on August 08, 2006, 03:42:08 PM
I don't have to have no scruples. ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Ya probably throwed them in the dutch oven and cooked them long ago. ;D
Quote from: Marshal harpoluke on August 08, 2006, 03:14:17 PM
;D
It makes things stick--protein. Ya cook/burn it in, its hard to remove. :o
No dillious Dilly dosn't like Lamb Stew. :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
Fried Horse, nor Gator soup. :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
:o
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Lamb stew!
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Fried Horse!
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Gator soup!
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Quote from: Delmonico on August 08, 2006, 03:42:08 PM
See, besides that being evil means I don't have to have no scruples. ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
;D
Those are Your'rrrr Good Points, 'cept Yer Horns, N Pointed Tail. :o
You probably did make, (Sheep Poop) stew, but since You used Yer Cracked Crock Pot It all leaked out. ;D :D ;D
Dillious Dell opens New Restraunt, "Dillous Dell's Delenquitius Tomane Deli". ( its gurrenteed to make the toughest Cowboy Choke and Puke right on the spot.) >:( :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
;D :D ;D
This will burn him up and get his goat. ;D
;D
Whats the matter, Dell?, Got Your Goat? :o
:P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
;D :D ;D
Hey both a y'all its illegal ta do that ta goats, now stop it! ;D
Quote from: Lucky Irish Tom on August 09, 2006, 04:59:37 AM
Hey both a y'all its illegal ta do that ta goats, now stop it! ;D
;D
Why?
He did it first, besides Ah's got Ehm down--Ah should hit Him again. :o
;D :D ;D
There is a shot and the sheepherder lays on the ground, shot in the back. ;D <Who's down now?> Will someone but himself try to save him? Wait for our next episode to find out. ;D
Quote from: Delmonico on August 09, 2006, 10:14:41 AM
There is a shot and the sheepherder lays on the ground, shot in the back. ;D <Who's down now?> Will someone but himself try to save him? Wait for our next episode to find out. ;D
>:(
Yeh forgot I filled your Dutch Ovens with holy Black----KaBoooom!
Dell's Lying on the ground with that serious Peppered look! :o
;D :D ;D
Don't see it, didn't happen. ;D
While running from the explosion that didn't happen, the sheep herder trips and falls head first into either mud or poop, both are brown. ;D
Quote from: Delmonico on August 09, 2006, 02:22:37 PM
Don't see it, didn't happen. ;D
;D
I see Yer walking yer dog 'Spot' :o
He's a real stinker. ;D
Gotta do better than copy and paste. Nobody blew coffee out their nose like the ones I did. ;D
Quote from: Delmonico on August 09, 2006, 07:34:21 PM
Gotta do better than copy and paste. Nobody blew coffee out their nose like the ones I did. ;D
;D
Ah has enough sense, not to be drinkin Coffee while reading the Cowboy post. :D
Think Ah is a gunna make a new target out of My Anteque Dutch Oven paint Yer Name on it N use it for a long range 10ga shotgun target. :o ;D
heh, Heh, HEH!
Quote from: Delmonico on August 09, 2006, 02:34:44 PM
While running from the explosion that didn't happen, the sheep herder trips and falls head first into either mud or poop, both are brown. ;D
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What in tarnation is that, Del? ;D ;D Looks like an ellerfunt.
I was in a hurry, durn sheep herder ain't got many pixels ta work with. ;D
The Eller-funk comes storming into tha thread. Slim iz hit on hiz heels. Slim draws a bead and fires both barrels of tha mighty 10 but the lead slugs aint got enuff vee-loss-o-tea to penetrate tha thick Eller-funk hide. The Eller-funk gives Slim an Del an evil grin and stomps on a couple of Del's Dutch ovens, and then pops out of the thread. Del says this has gone far enuff an pulls out hiz Eller-funk gun, loadin some large caliber he hands the gun to Slim an sez Do it right this time. Looking at the remains of the Dutch ovens he mutters, It's All Slim's Fault!
Slim makes a BIGgrin and runs after the hefalump leaving the thread.
A BIG noise is heard and Slim, along with alot of gunsmoke, comes flyin' backwards into the thread. :o
<----lights one rolled real tight 'n chuckles it Slim chasin' the eller-funky....
Eller-funk runs thru Del's washed 'n dryin' cookin' kittles, gettin' one stuck in each footsie, 'n keeps goin'.....
Hehehehehe... There goes the good eats... THERE GOES THE GOOD EATS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
<--grabs 'iz Buff gun.....
GET 'IM, SLIM! I'M RIGHT BEHIND YA!!!!
The eller-funk puts up a road block of eller-funk poop that Slim in the lead saves Arcey from stepin' in by fallin' in it. Arcey sees Slim fall in the eller-funk poop and skids to a stop. ;D
Quote from: Delmonico on August 11, 2006, 10:05:29 AM
The eller-funk puts up a road block of eller-funk poop that Slim in the lead saves Arcey from stepin' in by fallin' in it. Arcey sees Slim fall in the eller-funk poop and skids to a stop. ;D
:o
Arcey pulls Slim out of the da 'road block'
an they continue the chase. :D
;D :D ;D
As they run they can plainly hear the eller funk running ahead of them with Del's cast iron pots stuck on each of his feet.
clunk clunk clunk clunk
The eller funk get tired of all the noise he is making and stops to shake his feet off. One oven hits Slim in the head, one hits Arcey, one hit Del and the other one knocks out the sheepherder.
Camille rolls around on the ground laughin'.
The eller funk looks back over his shoulder and plods off.
But then he circles around and gets nasty, blowin' elle-funk snot out of his trunk. ;D Cammie hides behind a handy clump of bunch grass and decides she may have to defend herself, she says to herself, "wish I would have loaded Warthog loads." ;D ::)
Cammie gets a better idea and pulls a handfull of peanuts out of her pocket and starts throwing them into SIlver Creek Slim County.
Slim enters. "Who'z tryin' ta plant peanuts in my county?!?!" >:( ;D
the elle funk almost runs Slim down as he chases after the peanuts.
"Hey, Jumbo, where'z the fire?" ;D Slim follows the hefalump, since he is the Asst. Chief; leaving the thread.
Camille scrambles along behind them to see what happens.
Quote from: Camille Eonich on August 18, 2006, 12:18:02 PM
The eller funk get tired of all the noise he is making and stops to shake his feet off. One oven hits Slim in the head, one hits Arcey, one hit Del and the other one knocks out the sheepherder.
Camille rolls around on the ground laughin'.
The eller funk looks back over his shoulder and plods off.
>:( Ouch!
Who hit me with dat Dutch Oven? ???
Marshal checks an see's its's Dells oven, grabs sack of peanuts and goes after Dell and Elle Funk. :o >:( :P :P :P ;D :D
;D :D ;D
Boy, thats a hard way to take a nap. :(
yep, must be Del's dutch oven, it's got a eller funk footprint inside
The drunken rioters from the Octoberfest arrive to the Cosies Cook fire, and offer the ellr funk some of the swil Delmonico placed in the empty kegs. Eller funk drinks it down as the rioters eat the contents of the dutchovens
Delmonico gives the rioters a good threshin'. ;D
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after the threashing, the rioters see the bottled sorgum and thinking it's dark ale, they rush for the jars.
Soon they are a sticky mess and decide they don't like this thread and head back to litl rooserville. ::)
Del trains his trusty dog, Rowdy to pick up the cast iron pots and bring them to the wsh tub.
Trusty dog Rowdy, season's the pots..............................................twice ;D
with the pots seasoned, Delmonico sets to cleaning his pots and pans.
Delmonico makes popcorn balls for Tricks or Treat. ::)
He sure don't want do eat it. :o :o :o :o
Slim
ah, Del, could ya make up some of that kettle corn, it's kinda good
Now how did this end up on page 2? ;D
Yer no longer Front Page News? ???
:o :o :o :o
Slim