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July 09, 2005

RIDLEY EXPERIENCES BRITISH CULTURE

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Is Ridley licking his lips?

See, not all British food is bad!

first?

Jelly Willies? There are medicines that can help with that now.

no

A new Food Channel possibility.

Considering a menu that includes:
"bangers and mash"
"toad in the hole" and
"spotted dick"

this is no surprise!

I think Dave must have posted this for judi's benefit.

Dave: Please tell us the two of you went inside and stood there pointing and laughing like a bunch of immature adolescents!

Why am I thinking Alfredo Sauce?

I think he likes you Dave.

Run!

I think he likes you Dave.

Run!

I think I saw Jelly Boobs once at a local strip club. She puts on one hell of a pole dance but you gotta stand way back when she goes into a spin.

Sorry bout the double post, Dave. That guy freaked me out!

i think ridley should use this as the author pic on his next book cover.

Ditto, sj. That is one scary picture. Of course it would have been better if you photographed him eating some Penis Pasta (GNFARB?), but you can't have everything.

The freakiest aspect is the little cartoon penis with a chef's hat on the pasta box.

Au contraire, Jeff.

It would have been better if Dave had photographed Ridley in one of those chef get-ups!

Which reminds me.

Had my ex worn one of those (replete with one of those glasses disguises with the attached nose and mustache), I might have laughed more in bed!

It's the licking-his-lips with the Penis Pasta over his shoulder, right next to his mouth, that cracks me up. Mostly because he looks so sincere.

you're right!! the brits are a very reserved lot . . .

One time on Letterman, he brought out a can of British food that someone had sent him; the dish was called "Faggots and Peas." If I recall, Sandra Bernhard came on the show later and ate them!

Kev:

That recipe was no laughing matter.

*Presses two fingers to her lips and makes a run for it*

Liver meatballs made in a muffin tin? No, thanks.

was the penis pasta made by Chef Boy? Hardly!

i can understand why the brits use such obscure names for foods.

who would willingly come over if you said you were having pigs-liver-and-onion balls and peas.

Me, again.

I forgot to warn you that if you watch Daily Dancers new video, he farts in the end, but don't worry. You can't smell it!

Have a nice weekend everybody!

I've actually seen the penis pasta at Spencer Gifts here in the US!

What aisle was it in?

I've eaten penis pasta! My sister sent it to me. My friends looked at me weird for weeks...

gfunk - how was it?

I'm now having some serious reservations about the blog name I just chose (which used to be my childhood nickname). Now when my mom calls me Jilly Willy, I will forever think of Ridley licking his chops over gummy wee wees. Ecccch...

That's not limited to Britan, you can get that stuff in the US, (maryland at least) Not that I would know where or anything.

I notice that Ridley changed his shirt -
*wonders if Dave took the blue shirt away from him*

Penis pasta? See that pasta to the left over Ridley's shoulder--it says "penis pasta." What in the heck is that?

Lolyla:

Obviously sharp as a tack.

Lolyla:

Time to change your bulb.

qetzal, I actually couldn't tell you. We were in New Zealand at the time, and we started cooking it up, and while it cooked I started gathering things for our trip to Australia the next day, and I discovered I couldn't find my passport. This was followed by about 48 hours of adrenaline-fueled red tape cutting, and somewhere in there I ate the penis pasta. I have no recollection of it. Sorry.

There is one thing about preparing penis pasta--it HAS to made with a white sauce.

Strange, G.

Most people remember their first time.

*snork* Not that I would know...

These guys, when they travel, they wear jackets and stuff. I just wear a t shirt. Unless it's cold.

Bal:

Great post. Keep 'em coming.

What does "cooked pasta" (penis shaped or otherwise), "jelly boobs" and "jelly willies" have in common?

anyone?... anyone?... Bueller?

Hey Dave, does anyone across the pond have any teeth at all?

qetzal, I actually couldn't tell you. We were in New Zealand at the time, and we started cooking it up, and while it cooked I started gathering things for our trip to Australia the next day, and I discovered I couldn't find my passport. This was followed by about 48 hours of adrenaline-fueled red tape cutting, and somewhere in there I ate the penis pasta. I have no recollection of it. Sorry.

In other words: boy, was I drunk last night!

Right, Amy?

Jeff, not so much. I wish I was, though. That was a pretty awful couple of days...

DON'T LOSE YOUR PASSPORT.

Ridley scares me =(...
runs away crying

Ridley scares me =(...
runs away crying

gfunk, that was a straight line. You were supposed to say something like,

"It was kinda limp!"

or,

"It was a little stiff!"

OTOH, this is a great line:

...somewhere in there I ate the penis pasta.

Sounds like an admission by a sorority girl who had a few too many strawberry daquiris the night before. :-D

Ha, they have American versions of those very candies although they're called Gummy Boobs and Gummy Penises. But the boxes and pictures are the same.

Why's everyone looking at me?

We saw an entire window display of 'willie' merchandise last summer in Glasgow. I made an immediate U-turn and went right in to purchase a small wind-up Hopping Dick AND a life-size 'Mr. Happy and The Boys' jello mold!!!

"Wet Willie" would be an awesome name for a rock band.

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