Just go on America’s Got Talent and unveil one of your bs polls about potato chips or whatever.
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Bow tie and fedora, play up the ghey look with the fruity drinks. Try to sound real southern when you talk, give more contrast to the singing voice.
Do it Funky.
Do it Funky.
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Mash, you inject blue bell straight in your veins without a hint of listeria or aids, repel 5G chinese cancer wifi and piss on sarin gas reserves. That's American talent.
Never thought about it before, but I think all those years of breathing low dose nerve gas has made Mashburned immune to Blue Bell listeria.
I’m on vacation.
I’m heavily medicating myself with tippity-top shelf bourbon.
Alcoholism, escapism. Reading again, too.
This house we have this time has Sonos. That thing is fücking outstanding.
I’m heavily medicating myself with tippity-top shelf bourbon.
Alcoholism, escapism. Reading again, too.
This house we have this time has Sonos. That thing is fücking outstanding.
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Enjoy. You've earned it.
I think this place looks abandoned now. Move to Lex and open your firm there.
May as well rep some good shit... Avis Pavilion. Harrodsburg Road?
Kooky, I don't care where you decide to live or where you decide to open Kooky's House of Design. Lexington, Louisville, Waddy...it doesn't really matter. That's just something for you and your family to decide on together.
But Chez Kooky shall be located in the Greater Metro area. That's a done deal. Non-negotiable.
Market rate multi family design and Italobbq.
Lexington needs all of that.
Actually the new thing in town seems to be ‘overly spacious townhomes near where all the hipsters live and talk about bourbon all day’. Do you do that, Kook?
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Yeah, every time I think Metro is multi-unit maxed out...three more 200+ unit complexes go up in a flash. They are building 2 of them right now in the Middletown/J-Town area within line of sight...in an area that already seemed overcrowded with houses, townhouses and multi-family units.
Not sure where all the people are coming from to fill these joints...but they all fill up with a quickness. And these complexes keep getting cooler and cooler. I was eating lunch the other day at this joint that has a pool, a really nice outdoor volleyball court with leagues, a fishing pond, an indoor/outdoor bar w/ a cool restaurant that has decent food and multiple big screen TV's & pool tables, an on-site exercise facility, one & two car garage units, etc...Man, I would have killed to have lived in a joint like that back in my single days.
Not sure where all the people are coming from to fill these joints...but they all fill up with a quickness. And these complexes keep getting cooler and cooler. I was eating lunch the other day at this joint that has a pool, a really nice outdoor volleyball court with leagues, a fishing pond, an indoor/outdoor bar w/ a cool restaurant that has decent food and multiple big screen TV's & pool tables, an on-site exercise facility, one & two car garage units, etc...Man, I would have killed to have lived in a joint like that back in my single days.
Well, read up on the Distillery District and get yo azz over here.
Tonight I went to fish market at #LobsterHouse . Got 8 dozen clams.
Shucked. Drank beers. Listened to 80s new wave Sonos. Then Blanton’s.
Prepared clams on the half shell, clams casino and lasagna for my sisters, and brothers families.
Casinos were so fücking dope. I made up this recipe as I went.
1.5 cups Italian breadcrumbs
6 cloves garlic minced fine
1/2 cup flat leaf parsley chopped fine
1/2 lemon juiced
1/2 TS salt
1 stick melted butter
3/4 cup dry white wine
Bacon
4 dozen top neck clams
Combine and stir all ingredients (except bacon)
Shuck clams, place onto lined sheet pan.
Scoop stuffing onto clams, place 1” square of bacon atop.
Set under broiler until bacon and topping are crisp.
Orgasm accordingly.
Shucked. Drank beers. Listened to 80s new wave Sonos. Then Blanton’s.
Prepared clams on the half shell, clams casino and lasagna for my sisters, and brothers families.
Casinos were so fücking dope. I made up this recipe as I went.
1.5 cups Italian breadcrumbs
6 cloves garlic minced fine
1/2 cup flat leaf parsley chopped fine
1/2 lemon juiced
1/2 TS salt
1 stick melted butter
3/4 cup dry white wine
Bacon
4 dozen top neck clams
Combine and stir all ingredients (except bacon)
Shuck clams, place onto lined sheet pan.
Scoop stuffing onto clams, place 1” square of bacon atop.
Set under broiler until bacon and topping are crisp.
Orgasm accordingly.
I spent all day trying to figure out how 'casino' is an adjective.
You obviously didn’t google anything all day.
I once had a royale with cheese that sooooo casino.
I know it’s a cheesy pop song, but damn these folks killed it. I never heard this version with this combo of singers. When Dionne Warwick is the worst singer in a quartet, it’s something special.
1. Luther
2. Stevie/Whitney
4. Dionne.
1. Luther
2. Stevie/Whitney
4. Dionne.
I hope Bob *hearts* Abishola is a @Chuck Lorre production. CBS just killing it ............
So, walking on the Boardwalk last night in Wildwood I spotted a typo that tickled me.
Speaking of cheesy music...
Was eating lunch with the kaizerettes the other day and this joint has a tip jar on the checkout counter with a sign that says, "Tip BIG or Barry sings!" Below that note is a pic of none other than Barry Manilow. Always hated that no-talent SOB. And never cared much for tip jars. Ima tip you based on your service...not because of some clever tip jar slogan. But I've always liked that particular tip jar because it's rather unique...and yet it's all inclusive because the hate for Barry's music is pretty much universal.
Back to the story...
Been going to that joint for years...and the same tip jar has been there for years...and I have explained the deal to the kaizerettes several times and they basically just "meh'ed" the whole situation every time. Don't care. Don't want to know who Barry is.
But this day...on this particular day...I think it was Tuesday...kaizerette #1 says, "Its time, dad."
Me: "Time for what???"
K-1: "Time for us to see what's so bad about Barry singing."
Me: "You aren't prepared for the sheer awfulness that is Barry Manilow".
K-1: "Try me".
Me: "You were warned."
Boy did that backfire with a quickness...
Now both kaizerettes absolutely loooooove "Copa freaking Cabana". That's all they want to listen to when we are in the car. Strike up Barry & "Copa" on YouTube and put it on the car speakers.
It's actually pretty funny. I've always hated that song and Barry. But it's funny to watch them sing it and dance to it with the cheesy little dance they made up just for that song.
But still...Barry Effing Manilow is currently at the top of the rotation in my vehicle when the kaizerettes are in tow. smh
~~~ Also ~~~
For those interested...the joint is in Middletown and its called the Cheddar Box Cafe. Great home recipe type food. Great sandwich menu. Decent service...albeit slow at times. Unique tip jar. Outstanding deserts. Pretty much checks all the boxes for a perfectly decent lunch spot. Pro tip: Don't show your kids the tip jar.
Was eating lunch with the kaizerettes the other day and this joint has a tip jar on the checkout counter with a sign that says, "Tip BIG or Barry sings!" Below that note is a pic of none other than Barry Manilow. Always hated that no-talent SOB. And never cared much for tip jars. Ima tip you based on your service...not because of some clever tip jar slogan. But I've always liked that particular tip jar because it's rather unique...and yet it's all inclusive because the hate for Barry's music is pretty much universal.
Back to the story...
Been going to that joint for years...and the same tip jar has been there for years...and I have explained the deal to the kaizerettes several times and they basically just "meh'ed" the whole situation every time. Don't care. Don't want to know who Barry is.
But this day...on this particular day...I think it was Tuesday...kaizerette #1 says, "Its time, dad."
Me: "Time for what???"
K-1: "Time for us to see what's so bad about Barry singing."
Me: "You aren't prepared for the sheer awfulness that is Barry Manilow".
K-1: "Try me".
Me: "You were warned."
Boy did that backfire with a quickness...
Now both kaizerettes absolutely loooooove "Copa freaking Cabana". That's all they want to listen to when we are in the car. Strike up Barry & "Copa" on YouTube and put it on the car speakers.
It's actually pretty funny. I've always hated that song and Barry. But it's funny to watch them sing it and dance to it with the cheesy little dance they made up just for that song.
But still...Barry Effing Manilow is currently at the top of the rotation in my vehicle when the kaizerettes are in tow. smh
~~~ Also ~~~
For those interested...the joint is in Middletown and its called the Cheddar Box Cafe. Great home recipe type food. Great sandwich menu. Decent service...albeit slow at times. Unique tip jar. Outstanding deserts. Pretty much checks all the boxes for a perfectly decent lunch spot. Pro tip: Don't show your kids the tip jar.
He writes the songs.Speaking of cheesy music...
Was eating lunch with the kaizerettes the other day and this joint has a tip jar on the checkout counter with a sign that says, "Tip BIG or Barry sings!" Below that note is a pic of none other than Barry Manilow. Always hated that no-talent SOB. And never cared much for tip jars. Ima tip you based on your service...not because of some clever tip jar slogan. But I've always liked that particular tip jar because it's rather unique...and yet it's all inclusive because the hate for Barry's music is pretty much universal.
Back to the story...
Been going to that joint for years...and the same tip jar has been there for years...and I have explained the deal to the kaizerettes several times and they basically just "meh'ed" the whole situation every time. Don't care. Don't want to know who Barry is.
But this day...on this particular day...I think it was Tuesday...kaizerette #1 says, "Its time, dad."
Me: "Time for what???"
K-1: "Time for us to see what's so bad about Barry singing."
Me: "You aren't prepared for the sheer awfulness that is Barry Manilow".
K-1: "Try me".
Me: "You were warned."
Boy did that backfire with a quickness...
Now both kaizerettes absolutely loooooove "Copa freaking Cabana". That's all they want to listen to when we are in the car. Strike up Barry & "Copa" on YouTube and put it on the car speakers.
It's actually pretty funny. I've always hated that song and Barry. But it's funny to watch them sing it and dance to it with the cheesy little dance they made up just for that song.
But still...Barry Effing Manilow is currently at the top of the rotation in my vehicle when the kaizerettes are in tow. smh
~~~ Also ~~~
For those interested...the joint is in Middletown and its called the Cheddar Box Cafe. Great home recipe type food. Great sandwich menu. Decent service...albeit slow at times. Unique tip jar. Outstanding deserts. Pretty much checks all the boxes for a perfectly decent lunch spot. Pro tip: Don't show your kids the tip jar.
Admit it man, you're a closeted Fan-ilow. It's ok, we all have our guilty pleasures.
(FTR, the drumbeat intro to Copacabana is pretty bad-ass).
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It's primal
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It's primal
In addition to all that...there is now a huge debate in my house about "who shot who" and what exactly happened to Tony.
Both kaizerettes are convinced that Tony was shot by Rico and was killed and that is Lola screaming in the background and that's how "she lost her love (Tony)".
I, on the other hand, have thrown out all sorts of other plausible scenarios as to how/why Lola lost Tony. Amongst others, these are the top 5...
1) Tony shot Rico and is now doing life in prison.
2) Tony ran off with Rico's girl because he got mad that Lola was flirting with Rico. And the shots were actually fired at Lola...from Tony's gun.
3) Tony went into the witness protection program.
4) Nobody shot anybody. There were blanks in the gun. Rico was Tony's friend and together they staged the entire elaborate plan as a way for Tony to get away from Lola...who is obviously a crazy drunk.
And my absolute favorite...
5) Rico shot Tony because he knew too much about Rico being one of the shooters located on the grassy knoll in Dallas circa 1963.
My wife thinks we are all three crazy. But mostly she just thinks I'm crazy.
Both kaizerettes are convinced that Tony was shot by Rico and was killed and that is Lola screaming in the background and that's how "she lost her love (Tony)".
I, on the other hand, have thrown out all sorts of other plausible scenarios as to how/why Lola lost Tony. Amongst others, these are the top 5...
1) Tony shot Rico and is now doing life in prison.
2) Tony ran off with Rico's girl because he got mad that Lola was flirting with Rico. And the shots were actually fired at Lola...from Tony's gun.
3) Tony went into the witness protection program.
4) Nobody shot anybody. There were blanks in the gun. Rico was Tony's friend and together they staged the entire elaborate plan as a way for Tony to get away from Lola...who is obviously a crazy drunk.
And my absolute favorite...
5) Rico shot Tony because he knew too much about Rico being one of the shooters located on the grassy knoll in Dallas circa 1963.
My wife thinks we are all three crazy. But mostly she just thinks I'm crazy.
I had never listen to Barry Manilow before. Holy crap he sucks. Will not be sharing with my daughters. Because that's the kind of thing they would do too.
It's Monday morning, jackals. Wake your butts up and get the hell outta bed.
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