Then they baked, deep fried, basted, char-broiled, nuked, barbecued, blackened, double-boiled, steamed, or swallowed it whole.

I say they're lookin for food.

This is it folks. Dig in.
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This blog has been called many things.
Most of which will get you duct taped to an angry pelican and made to listen to David Hasselhoffs newest c.d. until your ears bleed.
But of all the things you could possibly think of,
...award winner
must now be one of them.
For pee your pants funny and original material, I now own THIS bad boy.
A special thank you to my friend chatblanc over at Wit's Bitch for presenting me with my first blog award ever! Oh sure, lots of blogs have been given this prestigious little trophy, but eff off this one is mine.
And if that weren't enough, Meg over at Prefers Her Fantasy Life, informs me that I won something over there too! She held a caption contest and even though I didn't win the Ed McMahon super ultra cash extravaganza prize, my entry made her laugh.
Strange, I thought.
It's kinda weird to get a prize for not winning, I thought.
Making someone laugh is prize enough, I thought.
I thought wrong.
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damon
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