Re: The Vendettas, back together at recent concert
marika
How could a peron be 40 years old and never hear of James Thurber?
What could the person possibly be.... a hermit?
I mean, it's not like if you asked him if he ever heard of Jello Biafra, for
chrissakes. Freakin' JAMES THURBER someone never heard of? Sheesh.
"marika" <marik...@gmail.com> wrote in message news:...
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> "Lone Wolf" <Wo...@shaw.ca> wrote in message
> news:NLBDj.93203$pM4.86742@pd7urf1no...
>> Bootleg of a great Sixties band, The Vendettas, back together at recent
>> concert:
>>
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> Atcually, (at least in this photo) they are more attractive than my aunt.
> Even
> without make-up. And I think the hotdog casserole is what bent that fork
> in
> the first place.
>
>>
>> Chains http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kninzXp6C0Q
>>
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> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "marika" <marik...@gmail.com>
> Newsgroups: alt.usenet.legends.lester-mosley
> Sent: Saturday, March 22, 2008 10:39 AM
> Subject: Re: diving of their own
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>
>> my other sister says on gravlax where she says It doesn't surprise me at
>> all. As soon as you put something good in front
>> of people, they inhale it like there's no tomorrow. They just don't KNOW,
>> on their own, that something like that is possible.
>> This ALWAYS happens to me she says . I always have to plan ahead and make
>> special
>> 'requests' at places where they serve food (e.g. like seminars I have
>> attended where i have to PAY for the food so I might as well get
>> something
>> I want), and then the special stuff i ordered is GONE before I get a
>> chance to touch it, so then I starve. At one place they actually had
>> VEGAN
>> quiche and it disappeared before I ever got to it. Same with the Caesar
>> salad with gravlax.
>>
>> Then on the boycotting of the party, she ays It is the HEIGHTH of
>> absurdity. They are her only friends. How could even
>> SHE think that someone would want hot dog casserole? Ugh i puke just at
>> the thought of it. What could be more disgusting than a hot dog? Hot dog
>> casserole of course.
>> She is the biggest grudge bearer there is. then she continues She will
>> never get over this.
>> I cannot BELIEVE she told the buthers she was only there to have an
>> excuse. Even for her!!!!! I think they should plan to be 'out' on the
>> next one.
>>
>> Then she told us that her cient's sons are
>> screenwriters, and (much to her consternation) her younger son is working
>> on something called Crocs vx. Sharks, a Japanese anime apocalyptic life
>> and death struggle between the two remaining species on earth. Obviously
>> the sequel will be lasagne vs hot dogs.
>>
>>
>> "marika" <marik...@gmail.com> wrote in message news:...
>>>I asked my sister more about this because in my life no one has ever
>>>asked me to a party where i had to bring an item, in fact commanded to
>>>
>>> she answered as usual completely absurdly explaining away her 25 years
>>> of friendship during the most givingest allegedly family event of xmas
>>>
>>> It's not a "party". It's really just a family breakfast they have before
>>> church, at one of the brother's houses, same one every year, and they
>>> always
>>> invite me because I have no xmas on 12/25. I don't go to the
>>> thanksgiving
>>> dinners anymore because those are just too much pressure for me. Those
>>> are
>>> family plus friends.... too many people. (and I hate thanksgiving food
>>> anyway).
>>>
>>> You would be surprised to see gravlax go first at a breakfast, only
>>> because they are a real "Scrapple and Velveeta" family. I don't think
>>> I've
>>> ever seen a vegetable in their house (besides potatoes and of course
>>> iceberg
>>> lettuce), in all the years I've known them. Breakfast is a pork-out,
>>> lunch
>>> is deli-meat mayhem, and dinner is always either a pasta with Ragu sauce
>>> or
>>> something in a casserole dish with Durkee fried onion rings on top. I
>>> swear
>>> I didn't think they'd eat the gravlax, but they inhaled it as an
>>> appetizer
>>> (before the scrapple and velveeta casserole was even served.) They all
>>> thought it was lox, and I let them think so, what's the difference, if
>>> it's
>>> not pork, it's all just fish, in the end.
>>>
>>> Back to the Weiner Wars. she said, I asked ma about the hot dog debacle
>>> again. I asked
>>> for facts this time. It turns out I was right, there was no "assignment"
>>> of dishes to
>>> bring. The aunt "OFFERED" to bring a hot dog casserole and they said "No
>>> thanks,
>>> we're having lasagna."
>>>
>>> of course again, this distinguishes my sister's weird world where
>>> "friends" "invite" you to "Share" a "christmas dinner" during the most
>>> givingest season on earth allegedly
>>>
>>> vs
>>>
>>> other people's more real life where even mere acquaintances ask people
>>> over and generally supply the provender
>>>
>>> Anyway, the aunt got so insulted her so she boycotted the party and used
>>> Ma & Ta as her social alibi, at which time she proceeded to ADMIT to the
>>> buthers (I can't believe she did this!) that she was at their house
>>> specifically as an alibi to avoid the lasagna wars (nice guest, huh?)
>>> and
>>> would come over their house again next month on the same day as the next
>>> party and use them as an alibi again. Very nice. Then she proceeded
>>> to tell Ma (you're gonna love this one) that the girl's family shouldn't
>>> eat
>>> lasagna because too much pasta is making her father fat. Because as we
>>> all know,
>>> hot dog casserole is so lean and nutritious, relatively speaking as
>>> compared
>>> to lasagna.
>>>
>>> IS THIS THE MOST HILARIOUS DEBACLE YOU HAVE EVER HEARD IN YOUR LIFE? Or
>>> what?
>>>
>>>
>>> "marika" <marik...@gmail.com> wrote in message news:...
>>>> My sister continued
>>>> I'll be honest, I don't know the real story either. I don't know if she
>>>> was ASKED to bring something, or DECIDED to bring hot dogs on her own,
>>>> or what. I really made that part up myself. I was just surmising that
>>>> they told her to bring lasagna, that was my own interpretation of it
>>>> based on Ma's version, I could be wrong. The only part we know for sure
>>>> is she wanted to bring/was going to/ intended to/decided to/ suggested/
>>>> offered/ brought/ made/ decided on /recommended/ hot dogs, and the girl
>>>> ' family wanted /were going to/ intended to/decided to/ bought/ made/
>>>> suggested/ decided on/ recommended lasagna. Nobody knows the "REAL"
>>>> version, all we know is it was hot dogs vs lasagna, in some fashion.
>>>> Ahhhh... that classic old tale.... hot dogs vs lasagna. How many
>>>> families have broken up over hot dogs vs lasagna? Hundreds of
>>>> thousands, no doubt. The Oscar Mayer Feuds, they are called, in the
>>>> history books.
>>>>
>>>> PS she cointinued I am "assigned" a dish at each christmas brunch.
>>>> Admittedly, I get a choice of things to bring, but it's a short list.
>>>> Choose one: bagels, hash browns, juice, muffins. But it's a list,
>>>> nonetheless. They never say "Bring anything at all." I always choose
>>>> hash browns, cause it's easy. Last year I got annoyed because there is
>>>> never anything I like at these brunches, and I end up having 6 glasses
>>>> of water for brunch every year, so I strayed from the list, and brought
>>>> gravlax (decidely NOT on the list) in addition to the assigned hash
>>>> browns, and I thought I'd end up taking 5 lbs of gravlax home myself.
>>>> It was gone within 3 minutes after I walked through the door with it.
>>>> They all but licked the empty plate clean. Instead, I ended up taking 5
>>>> lbs of hash browns home and throwing them in the trash.
>>>>
>>>> PS "What an unpalatable mess." Hilarious. Quote of the week.
>>>>
>>>> "marika" <marik...@gmail.com> wrote in message news:...
>>>>> last year my aunt got invited to a party but wanted to make hot dog
>>>>> casserole. it was a graduation party and the kids were from pretty
>>>>> affluent families. the girl whose party it was wanted lasagna and
>>>>> asked my aunt not to bring embarrassing hot dogs. so my aunt excused
>>>>> herself from the party. my sister said yea probably because Too much
>>>>> work. Though nowadays you can buy prepared lasagna that's just as
>>>>> easy to "make" as hotdogs:
>>>>>
>>>>> 1) Buy
>>>>> 2) Open
>>>>> 3) Heat
>>>>> 4) Eat
>>>>>
>>>>> More importantly, my sister continues WHY would one be offended at
>>>>> being told precisely what to
>>>>> bring in the first place? my sister further I get an "assigment" of
>>>>> what to bring to every
>>>>> party I go to. she said I never eat what I bring because I usually
>>>>> hate it...
>>>>> but I BRING it, cause that's what the host needs/wants. It's not that
>>>>> big a
>>>>> deal. I'd bring boiled pig's tongue, if that's what they wanted.
>>>>>
>>>>> mk5000
>>>>>
>>>>> "amazing and totally nerve racking"--ferras
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>
>>>
>>
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marika
Pamela Lee Anderson once had a very wacky show. They picked the most
ridiculous job for her,
hot dog vendor. It was not meant to be believable. None of it was,
because even though she always screwed everything up, she always wound
up being the one saving the day in the end (by accident). I couldn't
believe my brother in law and some of the guys in my office used to watch
this show in the afternoon on Saturdays
till we watched it once or twice, and it was actually hilarious.
PLA?