Henry Bain Sauce

Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman


I thought that was your place.

You should have seen it before I fixed it up!!!

Did you ever get rid of the rats and roaches?

No way, I trained them to wait tables, I don't have to pay them, they work for food!

They must get sick a lot. Any of them call People Eating Tasty Animals yet to complain?

They do, and most die, so I sell them to The Waffle House

Which is what maks the chili so delicious.

No it's not, it's the tobacco juice from some of the boys in good ole West Virginni, gives it a kick I hear! Nothing like a plug of "Days Work"

Boy are you out of touch. They all switched to pouches of Red Man years ago. Besides, that stuff goes into the grits and the sausage gravy, not the chili.

Your right to a point, the women switched to Red Man, the men stayed with Days Work, and they use Chili and Grits / Sausage gravy, interchangably, as both are red at the Waffel House.

 

Perhaps at the Waffel House, but at the Waffle House the grits are white and the sausage gravy is the same color as sausage gravy. But perhaps you were thinking of the, um, food at that there barbeque place in Maryland.

I along with hundreds of thousands, ney, millions of highly satisfied customers constantly think of the um, award winning food at the place in Maryland, they don't waffle on the subject of their barbeque being the best. At least 10 of them have admitted to actually eating something at the Waffle House, although they all said they couldn't figure out what it was.

It's not at all surprising that people who are alleged to be satisfied customers of that place in Maryland are unable to figure out what they've eaten.

 
Again true to some extent, but it's strange that when questioned at length, the only ones who were unable to figure out what they had, all hailed from Ohio...Hmmm!

 
Being from Connecticut that doesn't surprise me at all. I run into lots of folks like that here. Most of them, though, have just returned from visiting the beaches of northwestern Maryland, including one poor soul who was unfortunate enough to have been force-fed a sauce of some sort that turned out to be the Bain of his existence.

I remember that poor soul well, he claimed he was the Mayor of some "oddball town", as he put it, something like Gahanna, Ohio, his name was Henry, something or other, retired Newspaper guy and believe it or not he too was originally from Connecticut...small world!

(Arms crossed against chest, one foot doing a rather staccato tap)
 
 
Ahem...
 
 
You two Yankee Boys  and that ol' Henry J can bite my flat Mountain Mama A@@...

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman


I thought that was your place.

You should have seen it before I fixed it up!!!

Did you ever get rid of the rats and roaches?

No way, I trained them to wait tables, I don't have to pay them, they work for food!

They must get sick a lot. Any of them call People Eating Tasty Animals yet to complain?

They do, and most die, so I sell them to The Waffle House

Which is what maks the chili so delicious.

No it's not, it's the tobacco juice from some of the boys in good ole West Virginni, gives it a kick I hear! Nothing like a plug of "Days Work"

Boy are you out of touch. They all switched to pouches of Red Man years ago. Besides, that stuff goes into the grits and the sausage gravy, not the chili.

Your right to a point, the women switched to Red Man, the men stayed with Days Work, and they use Chili and Grits / Sausage gravy, interchangably, as both are red at the Waffel House.

 

Perhaps at the Waffel House, but at the Waffle House the grits are white and the sausage gravy is the same color as sausage gravy. But perhaps you were thinking of the, um, food at that there barbeque place in Maryland.

I along with hundreds of thousands, ney, millions of highly satisfied customers constantly think of the um, award winning food at the place in Maryland, they don't waffle on the subject of their barbeque being the best. At least 10 of them have admitted to actually eating something at the Waffle House, although they all said they couldn't figure out what it was.

It's not at all surprising that people who are alleged to be satisfied customers of that place in Maryland are unable to figure out what they've eaten.

 
Again true to some extent, but it's strange that when questioned at length, the only ones who were unable to figure out what they had, all hailed from Ohio...Hmmm!

 
Being from Connecticut that doesn't surprise me at all. I run into lots of folks like that here. Most of them, though, have just returned from visiting the beaches of northwestern Maryland, including one poor soul who was unfortunate enough to have been force-fed a sauce of some sort that turned out to be the Bain of his existence.

I remember that poor soul well, he claimed he was the Mayor of some "oddball town", as he put it, something like Gahanna, Ohio, his name was Henry, something or other, retired Newspaper guy and believe it or not he too was originally from Connecticut...small world!

Never heard of him. The Mayor of Gahanna is a very strange woman, but even she knows better than to submit to any food in Maryland other than pit beef or crabs.

redtressed


(Arms crossed against chest, one foot doing a rather staccato tap)
 
 
Ahem...
 
 
You two Yankee Boys  and that ol' Henry J can bite my flat Mountain Mama A@@...

Ah, the red haired woman makes an appearance when she perceives nastiness directed at her Mountain Mama habitat.

Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman


I thought that was your place.

You should have seen it before I fixed it up!!!

Did you ever get rid of the rats and roaches?

No way, I trained them to wait tables, I don't have to pay them, they work for food!

They must get sick a lot. Any of them call People Eating Tasty Animals yet to complain?

They do, and most die, so I sell them to The Waffle House

Which is what maks the chili so delicious.

No it's not, it's the tobacco juice from some of the boys in good ole West Virginni, gives it a kick I hear! Nothing like a plug of "Days Work"

Boy are you out of touch. They all switched to pouches of Red Man years ago. Besides, that stuff goes into the grits and the sausage gravy, not the chili.

Your right to a point, the women switched to Red Man, the men stayed with Days Work, and they use Chili and Grits / Sausage gravy, interchangably, as both are red at the Waffel House.

 

Perhaps at the Waffel House, but at the Waffle House the grits are white and the sausage gravy is the same color as sausage gravy. But perhaps you were thinking of the, um, food at that there barbeque place in Maryland.

I along with hundreds of thousands, ney, millions of highly satisfied customers constantly think of the um, award winning food at the place in Maryland, they don't waffle on the subject of their barbeque being the best. At least 10 of them have admitted to actually eating something at the Waffle House, although they all said they couldn't figure out what it was.

It's not at all surprising that people who are alleged to be satisfied customers of that place in Maryland are unable to figure out what they've eaten.

 
Again true to some extent, but it's strange that when questioned at length, the only ones who were unable to figure out what they had, all hailed from Ohio...Hmmm!

 
Being from Connecticut that doesn't surprise me at all. I run into lots of folks like that here. Most of them, though, have just returned from visiting the beaches of northwestern Maryland, including one poor soul who was unfortunate enough to have been force-fed a sauce of some sort that turned out to be the Bain of his existence.

I remember that poor soul well, he claimed he was the Mayor of some "oddball town", as he put it, something like Gahanna, Ohio, his name was Henry, something or other, retired Newspaper guy and believe it or not he too was originally from Connecticut...small world!

Never heard of him. The Mayor of Gahanna is a very strange woman, but even she knows better than to submit to any food in Maryland other than pit beef or crabs.

I understand Crabs are quite common in Ohio, especially in Gahanna, your strange female Mayor should have a plan in place to eradicate this awful scourage, are they as bad as I've heard?? Pit Beef is terrific, almost as good as the brisket I serve...You better be careful Micheal, redtressed is not happy with you!!!

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman


I thought that was your place.

You should have seen it before I fixed it up!!!

Did you ever get rid of the rats and roaches?

No way, I trained them to wait tables, I don't have to pay them, they work for food!

They must get sick a lot. Any of them call People Eating Tasty Animals yet to complain?

They do, and most die, so I sell them to The Waffle House

Which is what maks the chili so delicious.

No it's not, it's the tobacco juice from some of the boys in good ole West Virginni, gives it a kick I hear! Nothing like a plug of "Days Work"

Boy are you out of touch. They all switched to pouches of Red Man years ago. Besides, that stuff goes into the grits and the sausage gravy, not the chili.

Your right to a point, the women switched to Red Man, the men stayed with Days Work, and they use Chili and Grits / Sausage gravy, interchangably, as both are red at the Waffel House.

 

Perhaps at the Waffel House, but at the Waffle House the grits are white and the sausage gravy is the same color as sausage gravy. But perhaps you were thinking of the, um, food at that there barbeque place in Maryland.

I along with hundreds of thousands, ney, millions of highly satisfied customers constantly think of the um, award winning food at the place in Maryland, they don't waffle on the subject of their barbeque being the best. At least 10 of them have admitted to actually eating something at the Waffle House, although they all said they couldn't figure out what it was.

It's not at all surprising that people who are alleged to be satisfied customers of that place in Maryland are unable to figure out what they've eaten.

 
Again true to some extent, but it's strange that when questioned at length, the only ones who were unable to figure out what they had, all hailed from Ohio...Hmmm!

 
Being from Connecticut that doesn't surprise me at all. I run into lots of folks like that here. Most of them, though, have just returned from visiting the beaches of northwestern Maryland, including one poor soul who was unfortunate enough to have been force-fed a sauce of some sort that turned out to be the Bain of his existence.

I remember that poor soul well, he claimed he was the Mayor of some "oddball town", as he put it, something like Gahanna, Ohio, his name was Henry, something or other, retired Newspaper guy and believe it or not he too was originally from Connecticut...small world!

Never heard of him. The Mayor of Gahanna is a very strange woman, but even she knows better than to submit to any food in Maryland other than pit beef or crabs.

I understand Crabs are quite common in Ohio, especially in Gahanna, your strange female Mayor should have a plan in place to eradicate this awful scourage, are they as bad as I've heard?? Pit Beef is terrific, almost as good as the brisket I serve...You better be careful Micheal, redtressed is not happy with you!!!

It seems that ever since they paved the roads here with blue ointment the crab problem disappeared, although I do have a neighbor who's a bit of a crab.
 
You serve briskets? I am surprised, but I'm glad to hear that you no longer discriminate against your meaty customers.

Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman


I thought that was your place.

You should have seen it before I fixed it up!!!

Did you ever get rid of the rats and roaches?

No way, I trained them to wait tables, I don't have to pay them, they work for food!

They must get sick a lot. Any of them call People Eating Tasty Animals yet to complain?

They do, and most die, so I sell them to The Waffle House

Which is what maks the chili so delicious.

No it's not, it's the tobacco juice from some of the boys in good ole West Virginni, gives it a kick I hear! Nothing like a plug of "Days Work"

Boy are you out of touch. They all switched to pouches of Red Man years ago. Besides, that stuff goes into the grits and the sausage gravy, not the chili.

Your right to a point, the women switched to Red Man, the men stayed with Days Work, and they use Chili and Grits / Sausage gravy, interchangably, as both are red at the Waffel House.

 

Perhaps at the Waffel House, but at the Waffle House the grits are white and the sausage gravy is the same color as sausage gravy. But perhaps you were thinking of the, um, food at that there barbeque place in Maryland.

I along with hundreds of thousands, ney, millions of highly satisfied customers constantly think of the um, award winning food at the place in Maryland, they don't waffle on the subject of their barbeque being the best. At least 10 of them have admitted to actually eating something at the Waffle House, although they all said they couldn't figure out what it was.

It's not at all surprising that people who are alleged to be satisfied customers of that place in Maryland are unable to figure out what they've eaten.

 
Again true to some extent, but it's strange that when questioned at length, the only ones who were unable to figure out what they had, all hailed from Ohio...Hmmm!

 
Being from Connecticut that doesn't surprise me at all. I run into lots of folks like that here. Most of them, though, have just returned from visiting the beaches of northwestern Maryland, including one poor soul who was unfortunate enough to have been force-fed a sauce of some sort that turned out to be the Bain of his existence.

I remember that poor soul well, he claimed he was the Mayor of some "oddball town", as he put it, something like Gahanna, Ohio, his name was Henry, something or other, retired Newspaper guy and believe it or not he too was originally from Connecticut...small world!

Never heard of him. The Mayor of Gahanna is a very strange woman, but even she knows better than to submit to any food in Maryland other than pit beef or crabs.

I understand Crabs are quite common in Ohio, especially in Gahanna, your strange female Mayor should have a plan in place to eradicate this awful scourage, are they as bad as I've heard?? Pit Beef is terrific, almost as good as the brisket I serve...You better be careful Micheal, redtressed is not happy with you!!!

It seems that ever since they paved the roads here with blue ointment the crab problem disappeared, although I do have a neighbor who's a bit of a crab.
 
You serve briskets? I am surprised, but I'm glad to hear that you no longer discriminate against your meaty customers.

Not only do I serve Briskets, I serve people from all over the world! That neighbor of yours was just in here, I told her what you said about her...BOLO!

What an exhausting post. What can I add to this.
Oh well, here goes.
Kermit, West Virginia, thats a place that means alot to me.
At least 4 times a year I post a box of used clothing, school supplies, anything at all to Christian Help in Mingo County.
They really need it. I can't think of a more needier place than Mingo County West Virginia.

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman


I thought that was your place.

You should have seen it before I fixed it up!!!

Did you ever get rid of the rats and roaches?

No way, I trained them to wait tables, I don't have to pay them, they work for food!

They must get sick a lot. Any of them call People Eating Tasty Animals yet to complain?

They do, and most die, so I sell them to The Waffle House

Which is what maks the chili so delicious.

No it's not, it's the tobacco juice from some of the boys in good ole West Virginni, gives it a kick I hear! Nothing like a plug of "Days Work"

Boy are you out of touch. They all switched to pouches of Red Man years ago. Besides, that stuff goes into the grits and the sausage gravy, not the chili.

Your right to a point, the women switched to Red Man, the men stayed with Days Work, and they use Chili and Grits / Sausage gravy, interchangably, as both are red at the Waffel House.

 

Perhaps at the Waffel House, but at the Waffle House the grits are white and the sausage gravy is the same color as sausage gravy. But perhaps you were thinking of the, um, food at that there barbeque place in Maryland.

I along with hundreds of thousands, ney, millions of highly satisfied customers constantly think of the um, award winning food at the place in Maryland, they don't waffle on the subject of their barbeque being the best. At least 10 of them have admitted to actually eating something at the Waffle House, although they all said they couldn't figure out what it was.

It's not at all surprising that people who are alleged to be satisfied customers of that place in Maryland are unable to figure out what they've eaten.

 
Again true to some extent, but it's strange that when questioned at length, the only ones who were unable to figure out what they had, all hailed from Ohio...Hmmm!

 
Being from Connecticut that doesn't surprise me at all. I run into lots of folks like that here. Most of them, though, have just returned from visiting the beaches of northwestern Maryland, including one poor soul who was unfortunate enough to have been force-fed a sauce of some sort that turned out to be the Bain of his existence.

I remember that poor soul well, he claimed he was the Mayor of some "oddball town", as he put it, something like Gahanna, Ohio, his name was Henry, something or other, retired Newspaper guy and believe it or not he too was originally from Connecticut...small world!

Never heard of him. The Mayor of Gahanna is a very strange woman, but even she knows better than to submit to any food in Maryland other than pit beef or crabs.

I understand Crabs are quite common in Ohio, especially in Gahanna, your strange female Mayor should have a plan in place to eradicate this awful scourage, are they as bad as I've heard?? Pit Beef is terrific, almost as good as the brisket I serve...You better be careful Micheal, redtressed is not happy with you!!!

It seems that ever since they paved the roads here with blue ointment the crab problem disappeared, although I do have a neighbor who's a bit of a crab.
 
You serve briskets? I am surprised, but I'm glad to hear that you no longer discriminate against your meaty customers.

Not only do I serve Briskets, I serve people from all over the world! That neighbor of yours was just in here, I told her what you said about her...BOLO!

She must have made a really quick trip because she's out back mowing her yard right now.

 

Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman


I thought that was your place.

You should have seen it before I fixed it up!!!

Did you ever get rid of the rats and roaches?

No way, I trained them to wait tables, I don't have to pay them, they work for food!

They must get sick a lot. Any of them call People Eating Tasty Animals yet to complain?

They do, and most die, so I sell them to The Waffle House

Which is what maks the chili so delicious.

No it's not, it's the tobacco juice from some of the boys in good ole West Virginni, gives it a kick I hear! Nothing like a plug of "Days Work"

Boy are you out of touch. They all switched to pouches of Red Man years ago. Besides, that stuff goes into the grits and the sausage gravy, not the chili.

Your right to a point, the women switched to Red Man, the men stayed with Days Work, and they use Chili and Grits / Sausage gravy, interchangably, as both are red at the Waffel House.

 

Perhaps at the Waffel House, but at the Waffle House the grits are white and the sausage gravy is the same color as sausage gravy. But perhaps you were thinking of the, um, food at that there barbeque place in Maryland.

I along with hundreds of thousands, ney, millions of highly satisfied customers constantly think of the um, award winning food at the place in Maryland, they don't waffle on the subject of their barbeque being the best. At least 10 of them have admitted to actually eating something at the Waffle House, although they all said they couldn't figure out what it was.

It's not at all surprising that people who are alleged to be satisfied customers of that place in Maryland are unable to figure out what they've eaten.

 
Again true to some extent, but it's strange that when questioned at length, the only ones who were unable to figure out what they had, all hailed from Ohio...Hmmm!

 
Being from Connecticut that doesn't surprise me at all. I run into lots of folks like that here. Most of them, though, have just returned from visiting the beaches of northwestern Maryland, including one poor soul who was unfortunate enough to have been force-fed a sauce of some sort that turned out to be the Bain of his existence.

I remember that poor soul well, he claimed he was the Mayor of some "oddball town", as he put it, something like Gahanna, Ohio, his name was Henry, something or other, retired Newspaper guy and believe it or not he too was originally from Connecticut...small world!

Never heard of him. The Mayor of Gahanna is a very strange woman, but even she knows better than to submit to any food in Maryland other than pit beef or crabs.

I understand Crabs are quite common in Ohio, especially in Gahanna, your strange female Mayor should have a plan in place to eradicate this awful scourage, are they as bad as I've heard?? Pit Beef is terrific, almost as good as the brisket I serve...You better be careful Micheal, redtressed is not happy with you!!!

It seems that ever since they paved the roads here with blue ointment the crab problem disappeared, although I do have a neighbor who's a bit of a crab.
 
You serve briskets? I am surprised, but I'm glad to hear that you no longer discriminate against your meaty customers.

Not only do I serve Briskets, I serve people from all over the world! That neighbor of yours was just in here, I told her what you said about her...BOLO!

She must have made a really quick trip because she's out back mowing her yard right now.

 

That's not her, it's a motorized cardboard cut of her, she did that because she's tired of you looking out the window at her while she cuts the grass, she told me she did that, seems to have worked like a charm, you should mind your own grass.

fabulousoyster


What an exhausting post. What can I add to this.
Oh well, here goes.
Kermit, West Virginia, thats a place that means alot to me.
At least 4 times a year I post a box of used clothing, school supplies, anything at all to Christian Help in Mingo County.
They really need it. I can't think of a more needier place than Mingo County West Virginia.

Actually there's a small town in Ohio, that needs just as much help as Mingo County!

OK GUYS-----This has gone far enough! Let's knock it off unless you have something Significant to Contribute about Henry Bain Sauce. I'm outta here! 

 I never heard of the stuff. Seems to me that it would go well with fried fish?

 JMHO

David O.

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman

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Michael Hoffman


I thought that was your place.

You should have seen it before I fixed it up!!!

Did you ever get rid of the rats and roaches?

No way, I trained them to wait tables, I don't have to pay them, they work for food!

They must get sick a lot. Any of them call People Eating Tasty Animals yet to complain?

They do, and most die, so I sell them to The Waffle House

Which is what maks the chili so delicious.

No it's not, it's the tobacco juice from some of the boys in good ole West Virginni, gives it a kick I hear! Nothing like a plug of "Days Work"

Boy are you out of touch. They all switched to pouches of Red Man years ago. Besides, that stuff goes into the grits and the sausage gravy, not the chili.

Your right to a point, the women switched to Red Man, the men stayed with Days Work, and they use Chili and Grits / Sausage gravy, interchangably, as both are red at the Waffel House.

 

Perhaps at the Waffel House, but at the Waffle House the grits are white and the sausage gravy is the same color as sausage gravy. But perhaps you were thinking of the, um, food at that there barbeque place in Maryland.

I along with hundreds of thousands, ney, millions of highly satisfied customers constantly think of the um, award winning food at the place in Maryland, they don't waffle on the subject of their barbeque being the best. At least 10 of them have admitted to actually eating something at the Waffle House, although they all said they couldn't figure out what it was.

It's not at all surprising that people who are alleged to be satisfied customers of that place in Maryland are unable to figure out what they've eaten.

 
Again true to some extent, but it's strange that when questioned at length, the only ones who were unable to figure out what they had, all hailed from Ohio...Hmmm!

 
Being from Connecticut that doesn't surprise me at all. I run into lots of folks like that here. Most of them, though, have just returned from visiting the beaches of northwestern Maryland, including one poor soul who was unfortunate enough to have been force-fed a sauce of some sort that turned out to be the Bain of his existence.

I remember that poor soul well, he claimed he was the Mayor of some "oddball town", as he put it, something like Gahanna, Ohio, his name was Henry, something or other, retired Newspaper guy and believe it or not he too was originally from Connecticut...small world!

Never heard of him. The Mayor of Gahanna is a very strange woman, but even she knows better than to submit to any food in Maryland other than pit beef or crabs.

I understand Crabs are quite common in Ohio, especially in Gahanna, your strange female Mayor should have a plan in place to eradicate this awful scourage, are they as bad as I've heard?? Pit Beef is terrific, almost as good as the brisket I serve...You better be careful Micheal, redtressed is not happy with you!!!

It seems that ever since they paved the roads here with blue ointment the crab problem disappeared, although I do have a neighbor who's a bit of a crab.
 
You serve briskets? I am surprised, but I'm glad to hear that you no longer discriminate against your meaty customers.

Not only do I serve Briskets, I serve people from all over the world! That neighbor of yours was just in here, I told her what you said about her...BOLO!

She must have made a really quick trip because she's out back mowing her yard right now.

 

That's not her, it's a motorized cardboard cut of her, she did that because she's tired of you looking out the window at her while she cuts the grass, she told me she did that, seems to have worked like a charm, you should mind your own grass.

That must be the only motorized carboard whatever in the world that stops and comes over to my fence to chat.
 
Game over. I'm getting bored.

I win!!

As my grandkids say, Whatever.

Yep, whatever...Michael, you don't actually think I'm going to let you get the last word in, do ya?