GOOD NAME FOR A ROCK BAND
(Thanks to RussellMc)
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December 28, 2005
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Nah....people would think they're the FIRST Meat Puppets tribute band.
Posted by: Cadgeek | December 28, 2005 at 05:10 PM
HIde the meat! (No! Not THAT way!)
He's out on bail ...
Posted by: U.O | December 28, 2005 at 05:20 PM
Man...talk about a meat head!
Posted by: None2Bright | December 28, 2005 at 05:28 PM
There are an awful lot of meat stories today. Is the blog having a theme day?
Posted by: KOW | December 28, 2005 at 06:14 PM
... or is this a paean to the Atkins diet during this time of (over)consumption?
Posted by: KOW | December 28, 2005 at 06:21 PM
She claims to be a vegan, but we know all the vegans have already been taken to the top of Mt Pinatubo to be hurled into the flames to appease the... Wait. That's vegan. Silly me.
Posted by: Stupendous Man | December 28, 2005 at 06:47 PM
OK...wait a minute: The couple meets the guy in the bar; takes him home with them; is driving him to a motel; he pulls out a frozen roast; and they leave him and the roast at the roadside?
Was it originally THEIR roast? "You scurvy bastard...you can just walk home; and take our roast with you"
Or was it a pre-existing theft, and they were shocked to find that he was guilty of boosting a roast from some unidentified source: "After all we've been to each other at our home in the last several hours after meeting in the bar, now you tell us you stole a roast? we can't transport you under those circumstances."
Or did he, like, not offer to share it with them??? Or what?
(Note to self: when accepting rides from strangers or recent acquaintances, if carrying a frozen roast, do not reveal this information until you reach your destination.)
Posted by: Betsy | December 28, 2005 at 07:01 PM
Was it originally THEIR roast? "You scurvy bastard...you can just walk home; and take our roast with you"
BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!
Great story, Dave/RussellMc; excellent comment, Betsy.
Posted by: Tamara Rhymes With Camera | December 28, 2005 at 08:54 PM
This guy might have LIKED getting a meatPod™ for Christmas!
Posted by: AlanBoss | December 29, 2005 at 12:12 AM
Where was this dude keeping this frozen roast while riding with the folks who eventually recognized he was a *snork* "scurvy bastard"? And doesn't it make perfect sense for the judge to release a man who admits he has been washing down his anti-psychotic medication with alcohol?
Posted by: Stupendous Man | December 29, 2005 at 02:47 AM
Well, his escape vehicle WAS a golf cart. As for the roast, I'm sure he thought he heard someone tell him to "pick it up."
As all golfers know, you don't argue when offered a "gimmee".
Posted by: DaBlade | December 29, 2005 at 07:18 AM