Charlie Wilson's War

"FatmanE" wrote in message
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> >Subject: Re: Charlie Wilson's War
> >From: "Ted Gittinger" tgittingerbounce@austin.rr.com
> >Date: 1/15/2004 10:18 PM Central Standard Time
> >Message-id:
> >
> >> >Bill Clarke, who hopes to hell ted doesn't mention eating Tiger
> >> >Dicks.
> >>
>
> >> You men can be so weird sometimes.
> >>
> >> Rita, who has also never ate a "Tiger Dick"
> >
>
> >We're just funnin,' Darlin.' And I wouldn't be too sure about your never
> >having eaten some of the things Aggies have strange names for. It ain't
> >your doing, it's only that they insist on calling meat, of any kind,
> >"bullneck," and spinach is "popeye," and eggs are "cackle," and bread
> >is "deal"--as in "deal one" or gimme a slice of bread--and mustard is
>"baby."
> >
> >Why "baby," you ask?
> >
> >You tell her, Bill. You're the one who brought up Tiger Dicks.
> >
> >Hee.
> >
> >ted
>
> Well of course mustard was called baby shit due to its brilliant yellow
color.
> Tiger Dicks were the little pickled peppers that were hot as hell (but not
as
> hot as ted's peppers). "fish Clarke, wouldn't you like some Tiger Dicks
to go
> with that"? Well you might as well tell the dickhead that you wanted some
> cause you was gonna eat some. And then all your fish buddies had to eat
some
> with you because you all shared the pain of being a fish. Worse thing you
> could do was fuck you fish buddy around.
>
> Catsup was called blood and was served in the mess hall only on Fridays
when
> they served fish for the Catholics and us east Texas crackers that
required a
> little catfish in our diet. So one upperclassman made fish Clarke carry a
> bottle to chow 3 times a day except Friday just for his use. Naturally I
> wasn't going to take that shit so I had two bottles, one containing about
0.5ml
> of fish Clarke's urine. The day he caught me was the first time I refused
a
> superior order. "Have some catsup fish Clarke". "Fuck you, sir".
>
> And yes Miss Rita, we men be a bit weird but it's not our heart, it's that
damn
> hormone. I tell you Sugar, for no more than they actually weigh a pair of
> balls is a heavy burden for one to carry.
>
> fish Clarke
> Company B, 3rd Brigade

'y God, Sweete Guillame, I raise a glass in your general direction. I
believe that McElhenny's was the brand of those little green sumbitches, out
of Avery Island, LA. You are right, they didn't have the flavor nor the
punch of the pequin. Still, to paraphrase the Bard, if they were not so
deep as a well, nor so wide as a door, yet they sufficed--they were equal to
the task at hand.

ted
who barely remembered that carrots were "sunshine."
>

"FatmanE" wrote in message
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> >Subject: Re: Charlie Wilson's War
> >From: "Rita" ritahansard@numail.org
> >Date: 1/16/2004 3:54 PM Central Standard Time
> >Message-id:
> >
> >
> >
> >I dunno, hon. Peeing in catsup bottles might not be so bad after all.
It's
> >still doubtful I'd eat a Tiger Dick, and all in all, I suppose none of it
is
> >as bad as having to wear bras, girdles, them half-ass diapers between our
> >legs, and the built in PMS that goes with it. Gettin' hit on the ass with
a
> >broom seems almost a relief after that. (Wanna trade hormones?)
> >
> >Rita
>
> Er..er..that be a negative on trading hormones. Hell, these old balls
> ain't as heavy as I thought they were after listening to you.
>
> You might consider some of Mr. Gittinger's peppers. They give you a warm
fuzzy
> feeling.
>
> Bill Clarke

Fresh pequins are not for the uninitiated. Pickled ones are a bit milder
and more mellow; I have about a quart of them curing even now in the fridge.
But if you can find Cholula brand salsa in your local supermarket, that
stuff is made with pequins and is far superior to any kind of Louisiana red
anywhere, any time. It is hot, but less so than the Louisiana stuff, and
not vinegary. Superb on your eggs in the morning.

ted


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"Rita" wrote in message
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> "FatmanE" wrote in message
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> > >Subject: Re: Charlie Wilson's War
> > >From: "Rita" ritahansard@numail.org
> > >Date: 1/16/2004 3:54 PM Central Standard Time
> > >Message-id:
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > >I dunno, hon. Peeing in catsup bottles might not be so bad after all.
> It's
> > >still doubtful I'd eat a Tiger Dick, and all in all, I suppose none of
it
> is
> > >as bad as having to wear bras, girdles, them half-ass diapers between
our
> > >legs, and the built in PMS that goes with it. Gettin' hit on the ass
with
> a
> > >broom seems almost a relief after that. (Wanna trade hormones?)
> > >
> > >Rita
> >
> > Er..er..that be a negative on trading hormones. Hell, these old balls
> > ain't as heavy as I thought they were after listening to you.
> >
> > You might consider some of Mr. Gittinger's peppers. They give you a
warm
> fuzzy
> > feeling.
>
> Well, on the other hand, we DO get to have those multiple thingys. I bet
ol'
> ted's peppers ain't _that_ hot.
>
> Rita

FOUL! FOUL! Unfair advantage, I say!

But still. . . .

"I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot
to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip."
Othello 4.3.42-3, Emilia speaking to Desdemona about Lodovico

I blush to admit, 'tis true; taste is taste. De gustantibus, non
disputandem.

I need a drink. Or something.

ted
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"Rita" wrote in message
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> > >Subject: Re: Charlie Wilson's War
> > >From: "Rita" ritahansard@numail.org
> > >Date: 1/16/2004 6:21 PM Central Standard Time
> > >Message-id:
> > >
> > >Well, on the other hand, we DO get to have those multiple thingys. I
> > >bet ol' ted's peppers ain't _that_ hot.
> > >
> > >Rita
> > >
> > I don't know, Sugar. ted's peppers are pretty damn hot. Mater of fact,
> we
> > measure our manhood by just how many one can eat at a setting. Kind of
a
> > multiple thingy I guess.
> >
> > Bill Clarke, a second order man himself.
>
> Hmmmmm, I measure "manhood" by something else.
>
> Rita, who just won't ever make into the he-man's club

Und für das, Gott sei dankt.

I can't help it, the Germans said it best.

Goddam Huns.

ted
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"Ted Gittinger" wrote in message
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> > "FatmanE" wrote in message
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> > > >Subject: Re: Charlie Wilson's War
> > > >From: "Rita" ritahansard@numail.org
> > > >Date: 1/16/2004 6:21 PM Central Standard Time
> > > >Message-id:
> > > >
> > > >Well, on the other hand, we DO get to have those multiple thingys. I
> > > >bet ol' ted's peppers ain't _that_ hot.
> > > >
> > > >Rita
> > > >
> > > I don't know, Sugar. ted's peppers are pretty damn hot. Mater of
fact,
> > we
> > > measure our manhood by just how many one can eat at a setting. Kind
of
> a
> > > multiple thingy I guess.
> > >
> > > Bill Clarke, a second order man himself.
> >
> > Hmmmmm, I measure "manhood" by something else.
> >
> > Rita, who just won't ever make into the he-man's club
>
> Und für das, Gott sei dankt.
>
> I can't help it, the Germans said it best.
>
> Goddam Huns.

Amen.

Rita, who can't help herself