Friday, October 16, 2009

No Mustache Needed


How do you know you are a man? you eat hotdogs
More of a Man? you eat bratwursts
Even more? you eat cheddar Brats
mo? you kill the deer to make them

That's right boys we have all been trumped by my boss who I will call "The O." Here he is with his kill and instead of growing a stache he made cheddar deer brats instead. I don't think a mechanic playing poker, drinking beer, and watching porn could out do this in the dude spectrum. The rifle in the picture was for protection....the deers. The O hunts with his bare hands and then makes the bratwurst right there in the field. Simply awesome.

Now that I can move on from my man crush I can review them. Ate 2 of these things and they were very tasty. I know it was a departure from the rollerdog quest but it was obviously needed. I cooked them a little long because when I bit into them a bunch of hot juice squirted down my lip* After eating these I also knocked out a spicy bratwurst from Fareway. Holy Buckets I am still sweating. With those three items in me it's just a matter of time before heading, running, or sprinting off to a poor unfortunate facility.

a reminder about tomorrow night. Hot Dawgs at Chicago Dawg at 108th and Maple 7 ish and then off to Prestige for a band (kid you not) called Soul Dawg. What are the chances? Is it possible that the mere mention of a hotdog party brings out entertainment for all? more on that later.

well. gotta go. touchin cotton already.
dog on

1 comment:

  1. That is awesome. If you are a deer, and you are getting a drink from a nice brook, do you dream of someday becoming an internet sensation like this? Probably. His memoir could simply be "From Brook To Cotton, The Deer Story"

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