Umm jerry i kinda hate to be the one to tell you this but...buzzards don't have chittlins.
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Umm jerry i kinda hate to be the one to tell you this but...buzzards don't have chittlins.
Well they were good, whatever they were. Vinegar, hot sauce, salt and pepper [[not to mention cornbread) and there you go. Guts is guts.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,and it guts to eat at greasy grady's...in more ways than one...once there were some ants in his kitchen,when conplained he said...shhhh i had to hire em after the roaches quit.
Grady used roaches like miners use canaries. When they stop running around, he knows the hog maws are done.
Once greasy grady served some[pigs feet]and when the customer complained that the feet were still moving greasy told em to shut up be greatful he wasn't charging em for the live entertainment.
That must be the same customer who complained his coffee tasted like mud.
Greasy Grady said "Of course it does. It was ground this morning!"
Grady is a hoot. A customer once asked him for a refund and he responded by giving her a quiz.
"What's left when you take the 'ice' it of 'ice cream'?" he asked.
"Cream?" she responded.
"Yes! Good answer!" Grady replied. "And what do you get by taking the 'water' out of 'watermelon'?"
"Melon..." she replied. "I think."
"Exactly! Melon! You're great at this!" Grady exhorted.
"Last question: What do you have when the 'stink' has been taken out of refund?"
She considered it for a moment. "Well, there's no 'stink' in refund", she said.
"Damn right, you are!" Grady shouted at her. "There is no stinkin' refund so get out of here before I have you tossed out."
Greasy is the only diner whose foods are banned in all fourty eight states and alaska and 99 countries around the world,legend has it that way back when greasy grady was starting out the pope of notre dame visited while passing through the hood on tour,well he made the mistake of actually eating something and by the time he returned to his land his back was hunched and for the rest of his days he lived in the bell tower..toiling as...the hunchback of notre dame.
That's sad. I heard about someone else from the same place who got the runs after Grady's vegetable soup. When he got back, they couldn't cure the diarrhea and he's now called the running back of Notre Dame.
.........and running straight into my office!
Haaaaaaaaaaaaa...moe you're still the queen!!
I am a star!!! Just ask my agent Mr. Westgrand, ESQ
I'll have that delivered immediately in writing to Mr Arr&bee.
It just may be tricky finding his address.......:confused:
Just drop it off at the end of that alley in da hood. The delivery guy knows where it is.
I wouldn't be using the usual delivery services.
Any communications sent on behalf of Ms. Moe, Superstar, direct to the hands of Mr Arr&bee, would require personal attention by armed guards.
Anything delivered to the end of the alley in da hood is going to require armed guards.
It must be a tough area.
I'm told that any bird song which can be heard is actually relayed from a studio, way across town - and sunshine is only available on subscription.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa...west listen to jerry,he knows!!!
But a red rose grows there. It is a special one that's never seen the Sun.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...the only red rose you'll see there is out of a bottle!!!
I've seen a few red noses that came out of bottles. Thankfully, mine is not one of them.
Hey jerry,did they have[bond&sherry]wine in your hood back in the day? That stuff would kill you faster than eating at greasy grady's,no joke my uncle was one of it's victims.
He was 98!
No he was[48]but his liver was-98.
You sure it isn't Red Rose Tea?
No not the tea,this stuff would peel paint off a pirate ship.
See if you can get me some. I have a few stubborn household stains....
And I have a couple of pirate ships with horrible decor. Thanks to their previous owners, of course...
I'm on my way to da hood as we speak, and i'll stop by the good dr.suspect who can whip up some strange stuff....this guy was kicked out of the morgue for being too extreme,this guy even gives me the creeps...oh this dude is the only person in da hood who eats at greasy grady's every day...and likes it...i'll have someone speak to him on your behalf...of course as always i'm not responsible for anything that might and most likely will happen!!!
I know that cat! We had a falling out when I interned at the morgue and he was my boss. One day I called him over because I heard country music playing out of a corpse's rectum. He asked why I bothered him with that and I told him that I found it strange that a dead body had "9 to 5" coming from its butt. He advised me not to bother him with such things. He was very rude. When I asked what his problem was, he turned and gave me the evil eye.
"Lots of assholes sing country music, Mr. Oz," he sneered. "I'm surprised to find out that you don't."
I quit the job that very minute.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaa..that's him!!
I always thought he had a personality defect and it was Greasy Grady's cooking the whole time. Maybe I should apologize to him for all of the times I turned off his alarm clock when he went to 'lunch' and left me with all the work while he napped. He'd wake up two hours after the shift ended and complain that he was working too hard. He took it as overtime, though.
Well jerry if you can believe this, it wasn't greasy's cooking,this guy was born without a personality so they say,he has his own key to the cemetary, we all give this guy a lot of space even in da hood this guy has like a half block all to himself,once i drove thru blasting my music,well by the time i got to the end of the block.....my radio was playing funeral music and talking in tongues,needless to say i drive around the block these days...there's also the matter of all that fog that surrounds his lab,a tough guy once sent his pitt in there to scare ol doc,but his pitt came out as a rat and meowing like a kitten..they say that even the bodies in the morgue shut up when he's there,this guy is king of the creeps.
I see. I'll bet that's why my James Brown 8-track changes from "Say It Loud [[I'm Black and I'm Proud)" to "Whisper Fool [[That Dude Is Out There)" when I drive by his crib. If he can scare James into being quiet, I'm gonna leave him be. Good to know...
And nobody can figure out why it rains over his lab and all that thunder and lightning...when the sun is shining!!!
What's with all those people carrying torches up the hill to his place? Are they having a block party that I don't know about?
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No,actually they're running away!!
I'd suggest they invest in a GPS or at least get the Google Maps app. They're going the wrong way after he ate a bowl of Greasy Grady's beans. They're bound to be gassed when they get there and those torches are going to light the place up...
Oh shoot, if he's eaten any beans from greasy we'd better clear out of here fast, jerry find a bunker about a thousand mile should be safe...i'm out!!!
Probably the best bowel prep on the market, R&B. Get the rights to those beans & you may never have to worry about money again!