The Post that Never Ends...

[Jack Daw at Work]

...with crushed red pepper!

[Captain Jack Wolfe]

[DonaCatalina]

better than the eggs going bad..............I guess.

[heavy_hammer]

Are there really any bad eggs? Or are they just misunderstood eggs?

[Jack Daw at Work]

The only good mayo is no mayo.

[Pinn]

Then it would be salad dressing

[DonaCatalina]

Salad Dressing should be

A) Ranch dressing
B) Italian oil & vinegar
C) Blue Cheese
D) Caesar

[renren]

Ooh, Blue Cheese..yum!

[Jack Daw at Work]

Yes, I love blue cheese, too, but you don't want to just eat a junk of it all by itself - no.  I dare you.

[DonaCatalina]

Ever had a blue cheese burger?
You mix those crumbles right in with the meat and an egg.
Form your patties and grill.
Yum!

[heavy_hammer]

sounds good enough to eat

[bellevivre]

sounds good enough to eat

Said the Zombie to the Soprano...

[bellevivre]

I killed it ...

*plays a dirge for the Post that Never ends...*

[Pinn]

It's not dead yet, just taking a break.

[DonaCatalina]

The Dead Collector: Bring out yer dead.
[a man puts a body on the cart]
Large Man with Dead Body: Here's one.
The Dead Collector: That'll be ninepence.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not dead.
The Dead Collector: What?
Large Man with Dead Body: Nothing. There's your ninepence.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not dead.
The Dead Collector: 'Ere, he says he's not dead.
Large Man with Dead Body: Yes he is.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not.
The Dead Collector: He isn't.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, he will be soon, he's very ill.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm getting better.
Large Man with Dead Body: No you're not, you'll be stone dead in a moment.
The Dead Collector: Well, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I don't want to go on the cart.
Large Man with Dead Body: Oh, don't be such a baby.
The Dead Collector: I can't take him.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I feel fine.
Large Man with Dead Body: Oh, do me a favor.
The Dead Collector: I can't.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, can you hang around for a couple of minutes? He won't be long.
The Dead Collector: I promised I'd be at the Robinsons'. They've lost nine today.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, when's your next round?
The Dead Collector: Thursday.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I think I'll go for a walk.
Large Man with Dead Body: You're not fooling anyone, you know. Isn't there anything you could do?
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I feel happy. I feel happy.
[the Dead Collector glances up and down the street furtively, then silences the Body with his a whack of his club]
Large Man with Dead Body: Ah, thank you very much.
The Dead Collector: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
Large Man with Dead Body: Right.