Texzilla58

Finished S1 last night. We enjoyed it. Will binge S2 today and tomorrow.

Tell him you just heard it’s Chad Morris. He agreed to coach for a million a year.

That’s at the side trough with the other mother sauces: ketchup, ranch, queso, honey mustard, chikfila sauce. In big buckets.

As funny as this is most players on all teams probably love this stuff more than a real catering hall dinner. But what are those ball things in the trough?

Drinking buddies. Both had to go to Saban rehab. Kiffin: fired on the tarmac at SC and a sewage treatment plant named for him in Knoxville

Herron must maintain employment as a condition. If I am his employer I will meet him Monday am with his termination papers and final check and then calling the FBI that he is unemployed and come get his sorry ass. He can sue me I don’t care. Hopefully I can prove he used a company computer or post it note or the air in my building to do his shit. Regardless he’s gone.

I hate both these teams since childhood. Thats 120 years of combined hate. Both fan bases are comprised of assholes and douchebags. I think I want OSU to win in a huge rout that pushes Michigan out of any talk of BCS. Harbaugh can eat a bag of dicks, and that’s before his recent troubles.

It’s things like this in our troubled times that somehow Texas will be ok.

I bought those tropical 7ups for my granddaughters as they like punch type drinks. They prefer Tahitian treat to this but it’s hard to find. They didn’t much like it but I liked it a lot. Not shown: I also ate it with a ginormous spoon to go with the huge bowl. That annoys wife even more but the girls find it funny as hell. I don’t know why she got the red ass over a big spoon; she taught all three how to belch on command. They can harmonize!

I cannot imagine the pain and suffering this poor wife and mother will endure. My prayers are with her. So horrific. The only thing I truly fear in life is outliving my kids or grandkids. I can’t imagine the pain. I know too many who have suffered this, mostly due to drugs, but a few to disease, suicide, or accidents. I don’t know how she puts a life back together.

Just found this and started S1. Two in and enjoying it.

Leftover tamale dressing which rocked, leftover homemade proper chili, red onions, sharp as fuck cheddar. Eating it from a big serving bowl which annoys the wife, adding to the enjoyment.

No doubt the most valuable and successful company on earth with Butts in its name.

Typical Rivera as he scrambles to hang on though the new owners want a new name, new coach, everything. He also fired the DB coach. Ron is the de facto DC as much as he tries to hide it. Bring back the Redskins. Most natives are good with it.

True but their lines are shit. Like they’re all surly teens

Miami Blues. She was mighty hot.

I like most of this but the writing for these young folks is just annoying. Cate especially.

Dolly kicking off the Salvation Army in a Cowboys cheerleader outfit. She is a treasure.

Do they even teach cursive anymore? I had a nice hand in fifth grade. Now my handwriting might as well be a Jackson pollack art piece. I love my grandmother’s and mom’s handwritten recipes in their handwriting. That one room school house in Groesbeck for my grandmother might not have been Harvard in 1910 but they sure as hell taught reading writing and ciphering. I also like the old school ingredients. Like when margarine, by law, could not have yellow food coloring in it to protect the dairy lobby. It came with a packet of dye to mix in if you so desired. Oleo back then. My great grandmother had 14 kids. Made dozens of biscuits thru the day. When canned biscuits came out my great grandfather never again got a homemade biscuit.

Lions playing like shit to make Aggy quit calling Dan. That comeback game gave them a false sense of greatness on a short week. They played like shit in that game too before they came back. Cowboys D line falls for it all the fucking time.

Lions FO changing draft plans. Lots of QB talent coming out. When Goff is bad he’s really bad.

I am glad you like pumpkin pie. I know many folks do. I didn’t hate on it. It only pisses me off when that’s the only dessert. My dad hated it, taught me to hate it. Same with sweet potato hate. He didn’t teach me to hate black folks, for which I’m thankful, but he had strong feelings about Plymouth owners and Dallas. I have no issue with anyone liking it I put it in my personal dislikes part rather than the things I believe deserve universal loathing. And I’ve not seen anyone asking for recipes or proudly showing off some aunt Myrtle Mae’s holiday congealed salad. (Wait! Could someone out there be mixing up a pumpkin pie congealed salad?)

Wife is not feeling well so we didn’t go see the kids in Oklahoma. Just us two. Prime rib (Alton Brown’s reverse sear) with horseradish cream Tamale dressing (modified Lisa Fain recipe) Cranberry Orange sauce Smashed red potatoes Green bean casserole. No f’n shrooms. Sauteed Brussels sprouts with bacon Crescent rolls (Pillsbury. Childhood for us both) Pecan pie Cherry pie Brownies

I don’t see any folks having some of the typical traditional awfulness of the Texas Thanksgiving spread. And where do we put stories about your irritating drunk brother in law or annoying nephew your sister spawned. I’m unlike many in that I hate pumpkin pie and sweet potato anything. I also don’t like lazy. Cold prefab rolls in a little tray. Canned cranberry sauce. A tub of country crock on the table. Sides from Popeyes or grocery in the store containers. My worst things: Cornbread oyster dressing. My grandmother made it for an uncle with the limestone county luxury item of canned oysters. Horrible. Tastes like fish slime and machine screws are I. Your dressing. And stinks the house up. Congealed salads. An unfortuntradition of Texas cuisine. My grandmother and an aunt would bring new ones each holiday. Barf jelly in a mold. Lemon jello, tuna fish, canned English peas, cottage cheese.. Lime jello, mayo, Pineapple, avocado, baby marshmallow, canned baby shrimp. Dr Pepper, cherry jello. Pecans, pimento, cool whip. The list was long. My dad hated them so they were one of the few things that fell outside the “one bite so you might actually like it” rule. Weird oddball shit. Chicken fried deer heart. Squirrel egg rolls. First Thanksgiving food: “it’s pimmican!” “It’s spelt gruel!”. Kale brownies. Leave it at home. Happy Thanksgiving everyone. Hope your family is close and happy.

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