Breakfast Kicked My Ass This Morning

[Mike Strong]

Halfway between Las Vegas and Kingman Arizona there is a funky little place known as Rosie's Den. Out in the middle of nowhere Rosie's is one part biker bar, one part cafe; Rosie's is a slice of Americana that, like most slices of Americana has a creepy "Children of The Corn" vibe, you know, it's the kind of place that you half suspect of being a weigh -station for an underground network of sex-slave traders, ...

... so I fit right in.

It's where I go to buy Power Ball tickets once every five weeks, ...

... and this morning I decided to have the Hot Cakes.

I had heard that they were as big as flying saucers, but I had no idea that they were LITERALLY the size of flying saucers!

The cute little waiteress wearing a dog collar asked me if I wanted the half-stack, or THE FULL - STACK, ...

... - Was that a glint of evil in her eyes?

I brashly ordered the full-stack, and the wizend little desert rat having a conversation with himself at the end of the counter started to cackel insanely, as the short order cook and the dish washer eyed me with contempt from the window to the kitchen.

As students of Chinese philosophy we all know that SunTze said one should never go into battle unless victory is assured, ...

... well, SunTze would have ordered the half-stack, and said, " I'm not even thinking about finishing this".

When the Hot Cakes were brought out to me I coouldn't believe my eyes, and my colan spasimed involintarily with fear.

They hung over the edge of a 12 inch platter, steamming, hot, - mocking me.

A half a pound of margin and 8 ounces of imitation maple syrup later, ...

... I threw in the napkin.

I was done, and I hadn't even put a dent into 'em.

As I write this I have so much Bisquick in my sytsem that I'm in an altered state of consciousness, - and my eyes are heavy with sleep. I'm going to crash now, and with a little luck ...

... I won't shit the bed.













good night

[shawnsegler]

McFattyFat pancakes are good for the jing!

S

[qiphlow]

that was a beautiful tale.

[Darth Rock&Roll]

lol.

now that's some fuckin flapjacks.

you may refer to crepe eaters as "boy" from now on.

[mixjourneyman]

lol.

now that's some fuckin flapjacks.

you may refer to crepe eaters as "boy" from now on.

mmm crepe....

[shawnsegler]

Quiet, boy.



S

[mixjourneyman]

Quiet, boy.



S

I don't like the hidden sexuality that comment along with the kissy face connotate.
Very creepy.


M-Shawn is not my daddy!!!!

[shawnsegler]

Your the one who declared your proclivity for eating crepes.

S- just sayin

[mixjourneyman]

Your the one who declared your proclivity for eating crepes.

S- just sayin

Crepes are delicious!

[qiphlow]

PROCLIVITY!

[mixjourneyman]

PROCLIVITY!

for....




































Crepes!

[Mike Strong]

so crepes is some kind of double - entendre, ...

... who knew ?


I don't get it

[mixjourneyman]

so crepes is some kind of double - entendre, ...

... who knew ?


I don't get it

Its all about eating delicious pastryesque pancakes and talking in provocative ways about homoeroticism.
Of something like that.


Would you like some marmalade on your crepes?

[shawnsegler]

Anything can be debased into some sort of sick sexual innuendo if you try hard enough...you just have to find the way.

S- could have been born a great doctor or scientist or statesman or even...martial artist...I was just born talking a mean streak of shit and haven't ever stopped.

[Mike Strong]

Marmalade sounds hella gay, - I get that, - but crepes?

I know what you're saying Shawn,- it's onomatatopia ...

... cupcakes - gay.

Twinkies, - obviously gay.

Vienna Sausages, ( aka Cocktail Weenies ) SuperkalaFAGulisticly GHHHHEYYYY !!!

But crepes? ...

... I'm not feelin' it.