In honor of Guy, I'm going to pour mayonnaise on tonight's salad and put the whole thing in a deep fryer.
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:48 (thirteen years ago)
I think even those brief excerpts of fic have ruined me psychologically.
― this will surprise many (Nicole), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:48 (thirteen years ago)
what, the thought of hot ham sauce itt wasn't enough
― 乒乓, Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:50 (thirteen years ago)
i sense nanowrimo's influence in this.
― Philip Nunez, Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:50 (thirteen years ago)
if it were earlier in the month i would totally do a guy fieri nanowrimo
― Me order! Me Fieri! Me run Flavortown! (jjjusten), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:53 (thirteen years ago)
let's just do it anyway
― idiot man-child (strongo hulkington's ghost dad), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:54 (thirteen years ago)
djp will you go to guy fieri's restaurant with me?
FUCK YES I WILL
I have to do an NYC trip at some point anyway to visit FB and his fiancee so that would dovetail nicely
― I loves you, PORGI (DJP), Wednesday, November 14, 2012 9:05 AM (6 hours ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink
Ahaha.
We anticipate. We descend. We eat and drink stupid stuff. We act like a bunch of crazy guys. We laugh. We laugh too hard. We laugh to cover the emptiness of this gesture. We hate ourselves. We vomit. We post it to a message board.
Sure, why not?
― nuts spats (Austerity Ponies), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:54 (thirteen years ago)
can we do collab nanowrimo, is that a thing that can happen
― Me order! Me Fieri! Me run Flavortown! (jjjusten), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:54 (thirteen years ago)
this has to be at least as salable as my plan to rewrite candide as chick lit
― idiot man-child (strongo hulkington's ghost dad), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:55 (thirteen years ago)
Somebody start a guy fieri collectiv ilxor nanwrimo thread
― nuts spats (Austerity Ponies), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:57 (thirteen years ago)
STATELY, PLUMP GUY FIERI CAME TO THE STAIRHEAD, BEARING A BOWL OF PEPPER JACK
― idiot man-child (strongo hulkington's ghost dad), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:59 (thirteen years ago)
oh jesus
― under minnesota shakedown (mh), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 21:59 (thirteen years ago)
CALL ME DONKEY SAUCE
― beef richards (Mr. Que), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:00 (thirteen years ago)
SO WE EAT ON, OLIVES IN THE FRIED POUNDCAKE, BORNE BACK CEASELESSLY INTO THE JOHN
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:00 (thirteen years ago)
omg u guys
― horseshoe, Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:01 (thirteen years ago)
nanowrimo username: KER-SPLOOSHpassword: fieri
has been created
― Me order! Me Fieri! Me run Flavortown! (jjjusten), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:01 (thirteen years ago)
MRS. DALLOWAY SAID SHE WOULD BUY THE SPICY BURRITO PEPPER JACK CHICKEN BLASTERS HERSELF
― beef richards (Mr. Que), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:02 (thirteen years ago)
hahahahahaha dude YES
― I loves you, PORGI (DJP), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:02 (thirteen years ago)
A SCREAMING COMES ACROSS TEX WASABI'S. IT HAS HAPPENED BEFORE, BUT THERE IS NOTHING TO COMPARE IT TO NOW.
― idiot man-child (strongo hulkington's ghost dad), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:03 (thirteen years ago)
HIS BELLY WAS CHURNING LIKE MAD AND YES I SAID I'D FART I SAID YES I WILL YES
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:03 (thirteen years ago)
it is a truth universally acknowledged that a gringo in possession of a sushi roll must be in want of some pepperjack.
― horseshoe, Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:04 (thirteen years ago)
why are you so good at this alfred it's unsettling
Fieri, light of my life, fire in my colon. My sin, my salami. Fi-e-ri: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three licks down the truffle fry to tap, at three, on the teeth.
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:05 (thirteen years ago)
ahem
― beef richards (Mr. Que), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:05 (thirteen years ago)
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, November 14, 2012 5:00 PM (3 minutes ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink
almost did a coca-cola spit-take onto my laptop
― Fieri-brand sausages into my and your ready holes (silby), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:05 (thirteen years ago)
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover donkey sauce.
― Fieri-brand sausages into my and your ready holes (silby), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:06 (thirteen years ago)
your mrs. dalloway one made me lol too, que! alfred is just extra-gross with it.
xp lol
― horseshoe, Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:06 (thirteen years ago)
STATELY, PLUMP GUY FIERI CAME TO THE STAIRHEAD, BEARING A BOWL OF PEPPER JACK - ilxors knee deep in guy fieri nanowrimo project
― nuts spats (Austerity Ponies), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:07 (thirteen years ago)
I AM SEATED IN A CHAIN RESTAURANT, SURROUNDED BY HEADS AND JALAPENO POPPERS. MY POSTURE IS CONSCIOUSLY CONGRUENT TO THE SHAPE OF MY VINYL BOOTH.
― idiot man-child (strongo hulkington's ghost dad), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:07 (thirteen years ago)
Fried broccoli-balls have flown their Arcs, smear'd the Sides of Outhouses, as of Guys, carried o-rings away into the brisk Wind off Hudson
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:10 (thirteen years ago)
Guy fried cheese today. Or maybe yesterday, I don't know.
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:11 (thirteen years ago)
omg
― idiot man-child (strongo hulkington's ghost dad), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:12 (thirteen years ago)
alfred i already have heart troubles
For a long time, I let Fieri bread my sushi in donkey sauce batter early.
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:14 (thirteen years ago)
ONE SUMMER AFTERNOON MRS BEVERLY (REDACTED) CAME HOME FROM A TUPPERWARE PARTY WHOSE HOSTESS HAD PUT TOO MUCH PEPPERJACK IN THE SUSHI TO FIND THAT SHE, BEVERLY (REDACTED), HAD BEEN NAMED EXECUTOR, OR SHE SUPPOSED EXECUTRIX, OF THE ESTATE OF ONE GUY FIERI, A CALIFORNIA DONKEY SAUCE MOGUL WHO HAD ONCE LOST TWO MILLION DOLLARS IN HIS SPARE TIME BUT STILL HAD HAM NUMEROUS AND TANGLED ENOUGH TO MAKE THE JOB OF SORTING IT ALL OUT MORE THAN HONORARY.
― fiscal cliff burton (get bent), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:14 (thirteen years ago)
He had already chosen the title of the book, after much thought: The Fry-o-lation of the Primitive Tourists of the Lower Intestine.
― Fieri-brand sausages into my and your ready holes (silby), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:15 (thirteen years ago)
guys we can bind this and call it The Book of Hells
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:15 (thirteen years ago)
STATELY, PLUMP GUY FIERI CAME TO THE STAIRHEAD
^ next level
― mod is my co-pilot (Pillbox), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:16 (thirteen years ago)
Under certain circumstances there are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as taking a painful crap after consuming a Big Bird on Fire.
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:17 (thirteen years ago)
goddammit i was just trying to come up with a portrait onr
― horseshoe, Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:19 (thirteen years ago)
henry james is convulsing in his grave btw
it was the best of threads, it was the worst of threads
― fiscal cliff huxtable (latebloomer), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:21 (thirteen years ago)
― congratulations (n/a), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:21 (thirteen years ago)
He waited, Guy Fieri, for his father to come in, but he kept him unconscionably, and there were moments at which he showed himself, nude and covered in glistening pork fat, a penis positively pale with the irritation that had brought him to the point of coming on a pile of mozzarella sticks.
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:23 (thirteen years ago)
Mr. Guy Fieri ate with relish the deep-fried inner organs of beasts and fowls, w/ kickin donkey sauce & a side of mac-daddi-roni salad.
― mod is my co-pilot (Pillbox), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:24 (thirteen years ago)
^^^^ YES
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:24 (thirteen years ago)
I should've been an english major
― Fieri-brand sausages into my and your ready holes (silby), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:24 (thirteen years ago)
I should've been a food runner at Fieri's joint.
― the little prince of inane false binary hype (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:25 (thirteen years ago)
the business card scene from american psycho could use more donkey sauce HINT HINT
― Philip Nunez, Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:29 (thirteen years ago)
Fieri turned, with sudden, livid rage, toward the burger. He shook his fist. He seemed about to deliver a philippic.
"Donkey Sauce--"
The red sun was pasted in the sky like a wheel of pepper jack.
― Eccsame the Photon Guys (Sufjan Grafton), Wednesday, 14 November 2012 22:36 (thirteen years ago)