"The Never Ending Thread."
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Chef Paul Prudhomme saw them and said he knew a couple of great pork recipes where you wrap the ingredients in Banana leaves. He began to get really excited about the prospect of using my banana leaves to make an afternoon snack once we landed. He then reached over and snatched them right out of my hand.....
Klusterbuck
Corrupted At An Early Age
suddenly, I saw the flight attendant, in her ever-so-short skirt, and 6" spiked heels heading my way. I nudged the chef with my elbow, and said, DUDE.......
Klusterbuck
Corrupted At An Early Age
almost turned off by this, til she reached in and removed a big ol' Ghurka Gengis Kahn........ that's about the time that I......
Took my banana leaves back from the crazy chef and whipped out my Palio Cutter and a cheap gas station torch lighter. As I went to cut it I noticed the head of the cigar, for some reason, was already wet...
...so i handed the cigar to Chef Paul and he immediately ran the length of it under his nose while sniffing it as if he were doing a big fat rail of coke. Chef Paul gets this sly little grin and says, "OOOH We, I do believe that b!tch smells like honey. And i bet she tastes like the nectar of the gods."
So Chef Paul puts that Gurkha right in front of his bearded face and starts licking it like an ice cream cone.
I was green with envy. I wanted to smell the honey; i wanted to taste the nectar! And lucky for me, the high-healed, short-skirted stewardess walked right to me and...
So Chef Paul puts that Gurkha right in front of his bearded face and starts licking it like an ice cream cone.
I was green with envy. I wanted to smell the honey; i wanted to taste the nectar! And lucky for me, the high-healed, short-skirted stewardess walked right to me and...
Klusterbuck
Corrupted At An Early Age
said, "You're next".... she took my hand, pulled me from my seat and proceeded to .....................
...take me to the lavetory and showed me her incredible strength by picking me up and flushing my head in the toilet. Now my head was wet just like that cigar. It was then that i began to question Chef Pauls abilities. I mean, come on, the guy was licking all over a cigar that had been dunked in the airplane toilet and he claimed it tasted like honey; like the nectar of the gods.
I remembered the first time i ate at K Pauls, Chef Pauls New Orleans restaurant, where i ordered his famous blackened red fish. it tasted like...
I remembered the first time i ate at K Pauls, Chef Pauls New Orleans restaurant, where i ordered his famous blackened red fish. it tasted like...
Daviso27
Never been BoM
Tabasco is no longer allowed on airplanes, because a terrorist can use it as a weapon against passengers...So i asked her, DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!? she said she didnt care, So I responded, Im tired of these muthaf@&^'n bland food on this muthaf@&^'n plane...She was shocked at my language and....
...immediatley motioned to the secret undercover FAA agent, who was no longer secret or undercover. he quickly drew his gun and pointed it at me as he approached. Chef paul looked at me for a second then went back to wrapping the raw airplane dinner in the banana leaves.
Ilooked at the agent and nervously said to him...
Ilooked at the agent and nervously said to him...
...i'm not a gay man, just so we're clear on that."
As he escorted me to the back o f the plane, i happened to look at one of the passengers. To my bewilderment, i looked right at my cousin who i was on my way to rescue in Cairo. What the hell was he doing on this plane?!?! That meant that he wasn't in Egypt at all when he gave me that distress call!
The agent notice me notice my cousin and forcefully dragged me off the plane while i was calling to my cousin. It was quite a scene.
As we exited the plane, i noticed something even stranger...
As he escorted me to the back o f the plane, i happened to look at one of the passengers. To my bewilderment, i looked right at my cousin who i was on my way to rescue in Cairo. What the hell was he doing on this plane?!?! That meant that he wasn't in Egypt at all when he gave me that distress call!
The agent notice me notice my cousin and forcefully dragged me off the plane while i was calling to my cousin. It was quite a scene.
As we exited the plane, i noticed something even stranger...
The dim lighting coming through the prison bars was disorienting. I rubbed my eyes with the heel of my hands to try to regain focus. "What happened to me?"
I remember leaving for work one morning, cigar in my mouth, coffee in my hand, and driving most of the seven miles to my job as a casino owner in Las Vegas. (it's a neverending fictional story, right?)
I remember a flash of light and my car flipping over. I tried to focus more on the event but I heard voices approaching, snapping my concentration.
There were three or four voices, but not English. It sounded like....
I remember leaving for work one morning, cigar in my mouth, coffee in my hand, and driving most of the seven miles to my job as a casino owner in Las Vegas. (it's a neverending fictional story, right?)
I remember a flash of light and my car flipping over. I tried to focus more on the event but I heard voices approaching, snapping my concentration.
There were three or four voices, but not English. It sounded like....
Klusterbuck
Corrupted At An Early Age
klingon...... Possibly Romulan....