Quote from: Julia1996 on March 08, 2018, 10:01:41 PM
Do ducks even have tongues? ? They must be really small.

Not tasty ones.

When ducks finish their meals at a restaurant, they ask the wait staff to put the meal charges on their bills.

Quote from: ChrissyRyan on March 08, 2018, 10:09:02 PM


Not tasty ones.

When ducks finish their meals at a restaurant, they ask the wait staff to put the meal charges on their bills.

Cornnnnyyyy! Lol.

You quack me up!

I'll have to tell you my duck story one of these days.

Quote from: Cassi on March 08, 2018, 10:29:19 PM
I'll have to tell you my duck story one of these days.

Ok, I'll bite, what duck story Cassie?

Going to be a long story.

Anyway, a hundred or so years ago, after getting out of the Marines and attending college on the GI Bill, I worked at a local hospital in addition to going to school.  I had a one bedroom apartment and the sofa in the living room was a sofa bed.  I had a water bed in my room. 

Anyway, from time to time, I'd let people crash on the sofa in the living room.  My only rule was that my room was my kingdom and no one was to go in there - unless invited.

A friend was staying for a little while and on my night off from work and school, I did some partying. So there were a few guys and we're all drunk.  About a block away was a park that had a lake that had an island that had ducks.  Joking with one of the guys I was drinking with, I said I was going to sneak onto the island and get me a duck and cook it (didn't have a clue on how to cook it).

So, me - carrying a duffel bag, and a couple of other guys, go to the park and I get into the water - stealth mode, get to the island, stealthfully get thru the bushes and grab me the first duck I can get - doing all this drunk.

I take the duck and put it into my duffel bag and we head back to my place.  One guy was all upset because I said I was going to cook the duck and when we returned to my place I let the duck out of the bag - it was the ugliest duck I had ever seen.  Anyway, one of the guys starts giving it popcorn seeds and the duck eats the popcorn seeds and then flaps his wings all over the place.

In the meanwhile, another friend had come back and somehow ended up in my bed and had crashed.  Finding this out, I took the duck and threw a punch of popcorn seeds on the bed, threw the duck in there and closed the door - the duck automatically went for the popcorn seeds which were all over my friend. 

My friend comes running out of my room yelling about angels and wings.  Once he calmed down, we went back to the room and turned on the light to show him that no angels were after him.

He was not a happy camper.  As for the duck, I ate it - no, not really, I took the duck back to the park.

Quote from: Cassi on March 09, 2018, 01:33:38 AM
Going to be a long story.

Anyway, a hundred or so years ago, after getting out of the Marines and attending college on the GI Bill, I worked at a local hospital in addition to going to school.  I had a one bedroom apartment and the sofa in the living room was a sofa bed.  I had a water bed in my room. 

Anyway, from time to time, I'd let people crash on the sofa in the living room.  My only rule was that my room was my kingdom and no one was to go in there - unless invited.

A friend was staying for a little while and on my night off from work and school, I did some partying. So there were a few guys and we're all drunk.  About a block away was a park that had a lake that had an island that had ducks.  Joking with one of the guys I was drinking with, I said I was going to sneak onto the island and get me a duck and cook it (didn't have a clue on how to cook it).

So, me - carrying a duffel bag, and a couple of other guys, go to the park and I get into the water - stealth mode, get to the island, stealthfully get thru the bushes and grab me the first duck I can get - doing all this drunk.

I take the duck and put it into my duffel bag and we head back to my place.  One guy was all upset because I said I was going to cook the duck and when we returned to my place I let the duck out of the bag - it was the ugliest duck I had ever seen.  Anyway, one of the guys starts giving it popcorn seeds and the duck eats the popcorn seeds and then flaps his wings all over the place.

In the meanwhile, another friend had come back and somehow ended up in my bed and had crashed.  Finding this out, I took the duck and threw a punch of popcorn seeds on the bed, threw the duck in there and closed the door - the duck automatically went for the popcorn seeds which were all over my friend. 

My friend comes running out of my room yelling about angels and wings.  Once he calmed down, we went back to the room and turned on the light to show him that no angels were after him.

He was not a happy camper.  As for the duck, I ate it - no, not really, I took the duck back to the park.

Cassi - you are....... STIR FRY CRAZY - and I LIKE IT!!

Sonja.

Thank you Sweetie!

I've mellowed out in my old age, lol.

Quote from: Cassi on March 09, 2018, 01:33:38 AM
Going to be a long story.

Anyway, a hundred or so years ago, after getting out of the Marines and attending college on the GI Bill, I worked at a local hospital in addition to going to school.  I had a one bedroom apartment and the sofa in the living room was a sofa bed.  I had a water bed in my room. 

Anyway, from time to time, I'd let people crash on the sofa in the living room.  My only rule was that my room was my kingdom and no one was to go in there - unless invited.

A friend was staying for a little while and on my night off from work and school, I did some partying. So there were a few guys and we're all drunk.  About a block away was a park that had a lake that had an island that had ducks.  Joking with one of the guys I was drinking with, I said I was going to sneak onto the island and get me a duck and cook it (didn't have a clue on how to cook it).

So, me - carrying a duffel bag, and a couple of other guys, go to the park and I get into the water - stealth mode, get to the island, stealthfully get thru the bushes and grab me the first duck I can get - doing all this drunk.

I take the duck and put it into my duffel bag and we head back to my place.  One guy was all upset because I said I was going to cook the duck and when we returned to my place I let the duck out of the bag - it was the ugliest duck I had ever seen.  Anyway, one of the guys starts giving it popcorn seeds and the duck eats the popcorn seeds and then flaps his wings all over the place.

In the meanwhile, another friend had come back and somehow ended up in my bed and had crashed.  Finding this out, I took the duck and threw a punch of popcorn seeds on the bed, threw the duck in there and closed the door - the duck automatically went for the popcorn seeds which were all over my friend. 

My friend comes running out of my room yelling about angels and wings.  Once he calmed down, we went back to the room and turned on the light to show him that no angels were after him.

He was not a happy camper.  As for the duck, I ate it - no, not really, I took the duck back to the park.

That totally sounds like something you would do. Lol. I think "stir-fry crazy" is a very good description. Everyone knows the people who are craziest are also the most fun. Lol

Quote from: Julia1996 on March 09, 2018, 06:50:46 AM
That totally sounds like something you would do. Lol. I think "stir-fry crazy" is a very good description. Everyone knows the people who are craziest are also the most fun. Lol

LOL. This was a little after I came back from Vietnam and I was a wee bit both regimented and a lot crazy.  People weren't too friendly with veterans back then.

I still have my weird sense of humor.

Tripe in white sauce...any tripe actually..cows stomach...ewww

Quote from: markie on March 09, 2018, 04:03:35 PM
Tripe in white sauce...any tripe actually..cows stomach...ewww

Tripe is the best thing for hangovers not that I get them anymore which reminds me I bought a can of Fosters hyesterday.

Really ....??!!!
Fosters....havent had one of those  ages..
I,m recovering from a hangover atm....bad habit time to give up 😆😇

Quote from: markie on March 09, 2018, 05:33:16 PM
Really ....??!!!
Fosters....havent had one of those  ages..
I,m recovering from a hangover atm....bad habit time to give up 😆😇

Again Marine story, but back in the day I met up with some Aussie sailors who hung out in a bar in Long Beach, CA.  I thought it was a trip listening to them talk and really enjoyed it.  Anyway, they all were drinking Fosters and one asked if I wanted to try it.  Prior to then I had never heard of it.

Anyway, I said sure and had a couple and got completely "S*&t-faced" on two cans.  The thing they neglected to tell me was that they had been smuggling it off their ship and it was "Australian Beer" which was 10 or 11 versus the 3.2 that California allowed. 

When I see a can of Fosters it immediately go back to those memories

I cant stand the smell or taste of most Alchahol

I hate Beetroot
I hate Brocolli
I hate Onions


I dont really like Cream much either but sometimes its ok

Quote from: Christy Lee on March 09, 2018, 05:50:02 PM
I cant stand the smell or taste of most Alchahol

I hate Beetroot
I hate Brocolli
I hate Onions


I dont really like Cream much either but sometimes its ok

Don't worry, after the alien grays get you, you'll love alcohol, not sure about the other three

I hope you're all having fun in your mushroom thread, I see it's up to 3 pages already! I refuse to open it though 

Quote from: Maddie86 on March 09, 2018, 06:25:54 PM
I hope you're all having fun in your mushroom thread, I see it's up to 3 pages already! I refuse to open it though 

And why, praytell, is that?/

BTW, does anyone know what's special or non special on "Trip"?




Okay, it's Tripe without "E"!!!!!!!!

Quote from: Maddie86 on March 09, 2018, 06:25:54 PM
I hope you're all having fun in your mushroom thread, I see it's up to 3 pages already! I refuse to open it though 

Maddie - You don't like sliced fried mushrooms in butter?  ( just writing that makes me hungry...)
OR maybe you're on a diet.... and you go weak in the knees at the thought of a little funguy?....

Sonja.