WHEN LAZY STORE CLERKS REFUSE TO HELP YOU
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Posted by: asdf | February 23, 2005 at 12:02 PM
Shouldn't it have been a Big Johnson pickled sausage? And wouldn't having it pickled hurt?
Posted by: Arcane Jill | February 23, 2005 at 12:02 PM
Guess what, Asdf?
Posted by: Arcane Jill | February 23, 2005 at 12:03 PM
And we all know the moral to this story:
Never piss off a woman when she's get your sausage in her hand.
Posted by: punky brewster | February 23, 2005 at 12:05 PM
Punky - alternatively...always retreat from a woman possessing a sausage (WABAGNFARB?)
Posted by: Brad | February 23, 2005 at 12:07 PM
That's the trouble with the world today ... too many people want instant gratification ... so she couldn't get it with the sausage, so she just threw it away ... (better than cutting it off, tho ...)
Posted by: Uh Oh! | February 23, 2005 at 12:12 PM
In all my born days, I never sausage a lame response to anger.
Posted by: Zaphod | February 23, 2005 at 12:14 PM
From now on, this is the line I'm using when I don't feel like I'm getting proper service:
Don't make me come back there with my big mama pickled sausage, now. Ya hear?
Posted by: Christobol | February 23, 2005 at 12:17 PM
"Big Mama Pickled Sausage"
It seems as if BigMama wasn't really a Mama after all.
Posted by: igloo | February 23, 2005 at 12:19 PM
A sausage? What about a bic lighter? Why not a pack of gum? Couldn't she have looked around for a more assault-ish type weapon? A gummie bear perhaps? Most disturbingly, what was a sausage doing laying on the counter anyway? Have they no sense of proper food handling?
Posted by: Somewhere North | February 23, 2005 at 12:24 PM
Wow, talk about your coincidences; I was just reading the latest issue of Big Mamas With Sausages when this post appeared.
Posted by: Lairbo | February 23, 2005 at 12:34 PM
I think it should be Big Pickled Kielbasa... anyone else?
Posted by: Di | February 23, 2005 at 12:37 PM
I think it should be Big Pickled Kielbasa... anyone else?
Posted by: Di | February 23, 2005 at 12:39 PM
I feel VERY strongly about that, so much so I felt the need to post twice.
(yes, thats it)
Posted by: Di | February 23, 2005 at 12:42 PM
Big Mama Pickled Sausage???
That's too good to be real. But I agree that Big Daddy would be more appropriate. Or maybe Big Dave's Pickled Sausage.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 23, 2005 at 12:54 PM
Punky - not only is that true, but it's doubly true if the other hand wields a knife!
Posted by: jamester | February 23, 2005 at 01:02 PM
The cat owning family shoulda thrown a "big mama pickled sausage" at the animal control people
Posted by: shredder | February 23, 2005 at 01:02 PM
Punky, I'm with you - I've heard about playing "Hide the Big Mama sausage", but throw the Big Moma sausage?!?
*shudder*
Posted by: wysiwyg | February 23, 2005 at 01:20 PM
Does this mean I can't carry a concealed sausage in an aiport anymore?
How 'bout a bratwurst?
Posted by: Wurm42 | February 23, 2005 at 01:30 PM
Wurm42 -
Nope. Just the average everyday weenie ...
Posted by: Uh Oh | February 23, 2005 at 01:47 PM
*at the convenience store safety awareness workshop*
"And so, you need to become keenly aware of your surroundings, and always be thinking about a possible attack. For example, you there, Julie: Where do you store your Big Mama Pickled Sausages?"
"You have to understand...it was just that one time, and I was a between boyfriends, and I didn't know the store had a security camera, and I was going to purchase it, but then a customer bought it..."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Posted by: Christobol | February 23, 2005 at 01:58 PM
Are they sure it was a Big Momma Sausage? After further investigation it could have been a severed penis, or even a finger.
Posted by: akgirl | February 23, 2005 at 02:22 PM
Christobol: Add another one to the number of keyboards you've soaked. LOL!
Posted by: Arcane Jill | February 23, 2005 at 02:23 PM
Christobol: Add another one to the number of keyboards you've soaked. LOL! Julietine May kill you, but funny.
Posted by: Arcane Jill | February 23, 2005 at 02:23 PM
Hide the Sausage
By Ivor Biggun
Well, there’s a brand new dance
everybody’s trying to do
It’s better than the Pogo
the Shimmy or the Boogaloo
You can do it by yourself
but it’s much more fun with two
so come on everybody
let’s go nuts and screw
And this is just what you do
You’ve got to
Hide the sausage
come on and hide the sausage
it’s time to hide the sausage tonight
You’ve got to sink the winkle
it’s really very simple
to straighten out your wrinkle tonight
Come on, let’s play mums and dads
the moon is shining bright
come on everybody and hide the sausage tonight
get it right out of sight
It’s a dance you can do on the sofa
It’s a dance you can do in the park
You can do it round the back of Sainsbury’s
if you’re quick and you do it when it’s dark
You can do it backwards, frontwards and sideways
provided that you’re over sixteen
You even do it standing up, I’ve seen it in a magazine
but you’ve got to be keen
When you
Hide the sausage
come on and hide the sausage
it’s time to hide the sausage tonight
You’ve got to sink the winkle
it’s really very simple
to straighten out your wrinkle tonight
Well a little chippolata
that points down to your toes
is as good as a big Frankfurter
that reaches up to your nose
and if it’s a Wiener Schnitzel [Mein Gott!]
or a hot dog stuffed in a bun
or a big black pudding
come and do it everyone
you can join in the fun
Don’t be a wanker, just
Hide the sausage
come on and hide the sausage
it’s time to hide the sausage tonight
You’ve got to sink the winkle
it’s really very simple
to straighten out your wrinkle tonight
Everybody
Hide the sausage, come on and hide the sausage
Hide the sausage, come on and hide the sausage
Let’s all conceal the saveloy!
Let’s go barmy with the salami!
Let’s put the toad in the hole!
Would you like to play a tune on my pork clarinet?
Get it right out of sight!
Posted by: Shannon | February 23, 2005 at 02:28 PM
C-Bol,
(Don't make me come back there with my big mama pickled sausage, now. Ya hear?)
SNORK!
Posted by: Giddy | February 23, 2005 at 03:22 PM
Christobol!! HA HA HA!!
*wipes tears from eyes*
Posted by: Polly | February 23, 2005 at 04:09 PM
too kind, y'all.
Polly! Great to see you 'round again lately.
Posted by: Christobol | February 23, 2005 at 04:49 PM
A woman attacked a convenience store clerk with a sausage Thursday morning after she was unable to use the store's outdoor vacuum cleaner for her car.
So does that make her a weiner wacker.
*smirks*
Posted by: opiesgirl | February 23, 2005 at 05:01 PM
Severed penis? You must be talking about Little Dave's Pickled Sausage. And would that make this a misdemeanorous common law assault?
Posted by: Poop Dogg | February 23, 2005 at 05:31 PM
No, assault involves a salt shaker. This was assausage.
Posted by: Alex D. | February 23, 2005 at 05:47 PM
They pickle sausages????
Posted by: slyeyes | February 23, 2005 at 06:28 PM