I went to a local museum last weekend with my Wee Lass, to attend a birthday party for two of her classmates. In the room reserved for the festivities, I saw this sign upon the wall:
Everyone is a specialist these days. I think I'll pick...baloney.
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I had actually already filed you (in my head) under 'baloney specialist'. Great minds think alike.
ReplyDeleteI love my baloney fried.
ReplyDeleteI think real experts call it "bologna".
ReplyDeleteJust sayin'....
(NaNoWriMo is NOT going well, so I thought I'd leave my cave long enough to harass a few bloggers. Aren't you tickled that I picked you?)
Well you know I'd pick bacon. I'm not a big fan of bologna though. ;)
ReplyDeleteBologna is nasty, bleh. Gimme Pastrami any day!
ReplyDeleteCan I choose pulled pork? With barbecue sauce? On an onion roll?
ReplyDeleteSorry...it's lunch time.
Meat expert? Hmmmm... anything but scrapple.
ReplyDeleteIs Flank Steak still available?
ReplyDelete"Meat expert."
ReplyDeleteHeh heh.
Esskay is Pig Latin for Kess.
ReplyDeleteKess is another word for baloney.
See you were right!
Mmmmm...baloney and cheese on white bread with mustard. Haven't had that for years but that was a lunch staple all through high school.
ReplyDeleteI'm a kielbasa dude myself.
ReplyDeleteif meat is salvation, i shall rust in hell.....but I do like a modest portion of baloney every now and then, if it is phrased properly :-)
ReplyDeleteI think my mind went where Captain Dumbass' mind went. Now I'm scared.
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