Hideously Catching Viral Video from my adopted home state. Pass it on like a bad cold....and don't blame me either, Mark.
Somewhere in our state is a culture that can be defined as something other than beer drinking hick-sensabilly, but I don't live in that quadrant of the keystone state. Technically, we're a Blue State, but here's the reality:
You don't need me to circle Pennsylvania, do you? Good.
Of course, that was back in 2004. You see what a stable looking place we once lived in. Most of the Urban Insane Asylums were far removed from me. Ah, good times...I guess. Then something happened in 2008. An irrational exuberance, perhaps, and behold the electoral map of the Kul't Lichnosti, Sovietese for The Cult of Personality. Not a pretty sight.
And what, exactly, is wrong with Yuengling?
ReplyDeleteAnd is there really anything wrong or untruthful in that video?
Ya dang transplant you :)
(ya know, if you look at that second map at the right angle in a Rorschach kinda way, it looks like an Eagle takin' a nice long toke)
Not being a native, and absolutely loving the guys in the video, by the by, but not necessarily the songwhichIcan'tgetoutofmyhead...I prefer Corona beer.....with lime.
ReplyDeleteSorry, that's just how it is.
Actually my favorite is Guinness followed by St Pauli Girl Dark, Sam Adams, Heineken.
ReplyDeleteAfter 30 years of Yuengling it has become like drinking water (which is what it is around these parts). Ya want something with more pizzazz.
I agree, too. On days like we've been having there's nothing like Corona and lime.
As for songs you can't get out often your head mine is frequently Mama Tried.
Can't figure that one out. . .
Thank you for not wanting to slit my Corona guzzling throat, mate. I love Guinness, too...my daughter introduced it to me, and Sam Adams I have heard is also a good brew. I don't drink beer hardly ever, but this summer has really tried my resistance.
ReplyDeleteCould you guys send me some Little Debbie's and some Lebanon Bologna?
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INFIDEL! We don't eat little Debbies! We eat Tasty Kakes. You blaspheme our highly processed white flour and sugar products of coronary death and deliciousness. I'd be happy to send you some sweet balogna and TASTY KAKES....butterscotch krimpets okay with ya?
ReplyDeleteAnd there's a difference between sweet baloney and Lebanon baloney...I could send you both to sample and find out for yourself, if'n ya'd like.
ReplyDeletePastorius -- trust me on this -- the sweet baloney is better. Make it on pumpernickel. Butter, cheese of your choice. Mustard. Then add salted peanuts on it.
ReplyDeleteDoesn't sound too good until you've tried it.
My brother in law from Australia was up a few years ago and tried one and was instantly hooked.
of course getting sweet baloney to him in Victoria is a bit of a problem. . .
Although you can't go wrong with the Lebanon baloney either.
By the way, aother name for them is railroad turkey. I've never ben able to find out why.
ReplyDeleteOf course another awesomely delicious and cardio killing way to eat them is to take your choice of sweet or Lebanon and schmear cream cheese on it then either eat it as a roll up or put it on a sandwich.
ReplyDeleteWash it all down with Yuengling of course.
ReplyDeleteYuengling's Lord Chesterfield Ale to be precise.
ReplyDeleteBy the way -- the difference is Sweet baloney is the same as Lebanon baloney but has brown sugar added to it. Both are a type of summer sausage or, as referred to locally, Food of the Gods.
ReplyDeleteIF we feel like sharing with them.
Ok, I'm done.
I think. . .
One more thing. . .
ReplyDeleteIt's Amish, with a short A, not a long A.
Fucking tourists.
Always stopping to look at the goddamn cows.
You know you're in for a long ride when you're on Route 340 (Old Philadelphia Pike) and get behind some idiot who slows down at every friggin' barnyard and farm and points out the livestock to his kids.
And it's ALL farms until you get to Intercourse.
At least the Amish (short A) have the decency to move their buggies to the shoulder of the road and let speedier traffic pass.
NOTE TO ALL YOU VISITORS -- when passing a horse and buggy do so gently without cutting in too quickly and spooking the horse. I've seen some unpleasant things happen that way that could have ended badly.
"Oh look sweetie! There's a real live mule!" (what, instead of a real dead mule???) "And look, there's a man in a funny hat and beard with a plow following behind him. That's how they used to plow in olden times."
ReplyDeleteMan I hate that Olden Times phrase. Looks to me like that's how they're fucking plowing NOW in newen times.
Knuckleheads.
Nah, friend, we got Amish all the way north of 340 along 741 and Graystone Road, which is behind my house. And all the way into Landisville, too, along 722...or is it 772? Ah hell, you got them there too. Patience is an idling van, MR.
ReplyDeleteSweet Baloney Doobies: 2 tablespoons of butter mixed with softened cream cheese or better yet: PINEAPPLE cream cheese, rolled up. mmmmmm. So delightfully good...and yes, it's addicting. Do you like shoofly pie?
omigod Shoofly Pie! I can't pass one without stopping. Got one in the fridge right now.
ReplyDeleteThere is no better dessert.
(I referenced 340 because my knife dealer is on 340 and I'm very familair with that trek). We have them here, too, way the hell up to Kutztown.
Sheesh.
ReplyDeleteI meant to write Tasty Kakes.
I didn't mean Little Debbie's. Sorry about that.
Dude, ya just don't mess with a Dutchman and his fodd.
ReplyDeleteThere's places out there beyond them cornfields. . .
Clop clop clop clop clop
BANG!
Leave da gun. Bring Da Shoo Fly Pie.
Clop clop clop clop clop
Mister MR defends ma honner, and my tasty cakes! Boo Yeah!
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