GRITS AND BEAR IT.
Some degenerates will do anything for money. They have no shame or morals. I can think of a few that boggle the mind. Members of the Brittney Spears fan club; the guy who still won’t give up his franchise in Nehru Jackets and the lowest of the low – any theatrical agent.
The reason I am so exercised about people wasting their time doing stupid, inconsequential things is that if they put that energy and effort into something worthwhile like shaving all the mustaches off Italian women - the world would be a better place.
Many readers know my opinion of the south and the retards that live there. If we combined all their I.Q.’s…add them together and divide by 12 it wouldn’t add up to the inseam measurement of a dwarf. Think I’m being too hard on southerners? – read on McDuff. Bossier City, Louisiana just held the first World’s Grits Eating Championship. The town’s only other claim to fame was when it’s Mayor tried to get into the Guinness Book by dancing the Samba non-stop with a porcupine.
Have you ever seen a grit? Tried to talk to one? Grits are dried ground corn that is cooked back into mush or the soupy consistency. It is a Southern staple…eaten for breakfast with butter or even sugar. Sometimes it’s chilled and then fried in slices. A few people have used grits to stucco their homes with. What does it taste like? A very old, soiled and smelly sweat sock. Why anyone would agree to enter a Grits Eating Contest unless it was their ticket out of the death chamber is beyond moi. The real reason is that the town or some inmate at the local “Home for the Silly” – put up a prize of $4,000 to the winner.
Nine contestants entered the contest. A few were wearing jackets whose sleeves tied in the back.
The winner of the Bossier City Grits Eating Contest gagged down 21 pounds of the goop in 10 minutes. His funeral was held the next day. Our government could close down GitMo tomorrow if they threatened the so-called terrorists with a diet of Grits only unless they come clean. They probably would – but I can’t speak for their underwear.
The reason I am so exercised about people wasting their time doing stupid, inconsequential things is that if they put that energy and effort into something worthwhile like shaving all the mustaches off Italian women - the world would be a better place.
Many readers know my opinion of the south and the retards that live there. If we combined all their I.Q.’s…add them together and divide by 12 it wouldn’t add up to the inseam measurement of a dwarf. Think I’m being too hard on southerners? – read on McDuff. Bossier City, Louisiana just held the first World’s Grits Eating Championship. The town’s only other claim to fame was when it’s Mayor tried to get into the Guinness Book by dancing the Samba non-stop with a porcupine.
Have you ever seen a grit? Tried to talk to one? Grits are dried ground corn that is cooked back into mush or the soupy consistency. It is a Southern staple…eaten for breakfast with butter or even sugar. Sometimes it’s chilled and then fried in slices. A few people have used grits to stucco their homes with. What does it taste like? A very old, soiled and smelly sweat sock. Why anyone would agree to enter a Grits Eating Contest unless it was their ticket out of the death chamber is beyond moi. The real reason is that the town or some inmate at the local “Home for the Silly” – put up a prize of $4,000 to the winner.
Nine contestants entered the contest. A few were wearing jackets whose sleeves tied in the back.
The winner of the Bossier City Grits Eating Contest gagged down 21 pounds of the goop in 10 minutes. His funeral was held the next day. Our government could close down GitMo tomorrow if they threatened the so-called terrorists with a diet of Grits only unless they come clean. They probably would – but I can’t speak for their underwear.
posted by THE RANTING OLD GEEZER at 6:21 PM
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