Posted on 07/17/2010 5:29:32 PM PDT by Pan_Yans Wife
Fudge/brownies...doesn’t matter - it’s chocolate!
I tuned into the new season, and it was immediately ruined. The Obama's Chicago crony Sam Kass was the guest judge.
He immediately turned the challenge into a Michelle Obama infomercial, mentioning her "Let's Move!" crappola "program" and forcing the chefs to cook in some inner city school cafeteria in Washington DC.
Incidentally, the Obama's just gave Kass a phony job title to get him an increase in pay. Nice fraud there. They said it was because his job battling obesity as a spokesman for the Obama's affected "National Security" because obese people can't serve in the military!
I can't stand the Obamas, their henchmen, or this corruption.
>>The people in there were so morbidly obese I caught myself wondering why the government doesn’t tax them according to gross weight, like it does trucks. <<
I have no problem with that as long as all tax is done by how risky a behavior is.
Homosexuals, taxed more for risky behavior.
Smokers, too late, already taxed.
Skydiving, taxed.
Walking in Winter, taxed.
Swimming in the ocean, taxed.
Ect.
Hells bells let’s just tax everyone! /s/
My response to her might have something to do with seeing her next Thursday...though I would tell her directly...
THEY"RE MOVING!?!? Dammit don't get my hopes up like that!
How about a Progressive [pun intended] Potluck Dessert? Send the gang over from the Typical-White House for this delight which will really make them purr:
Kitty Litter Box Cake.
Recipe courtesy fabulous foods.com (with modifications):
1 spice or German chocolate cake mix
1 white cake mix
2 large packages vanilla instant pudding mix, prepared
1 large package vanilla sandwich cookies
green food coloring
12 small Tootsie Roll candies
1 new used kitty litter pan
1 new used kitty litter pan liner
1 new used pooper scooper
What does your response mean? Will you be seeing Michelle next week? Where and when? Why would you tell her directly?
I honestly don’t know what your response to me meant.
My answer to that bag of rags is not fit for print.
Your cake looks great... you made me want to feed my sweet tooth.
Where do you think it's going to end? Obviously, in the terlet...
the infowarrior
Paul Silas was a coach of the Cleveland Cavaliers - pre Lebron whatshisname, I think, or right at the beginning of it. A star player, Carlos Boozer, had committed to playing for Cleveland, and then decided to take more money by going to Utah (where he stayed until this past off season).
Mr. Silas wasn't too happy about it, as this blog picks up the story:
A reporter asked Silas about Boozer returning to Cleveland for the first time since bolting for Utah, and Silas said, See You Next Tuesday.
The reporter had no idea what he meant and I wouldnt have, either. So he asked for further explanation. Silas spelled it out for him. see. you. Next. Tuesday.
My "answer to Michelle", different from what the picture showed, is "michelle, mind your own business. see you next thursday."
Sounds good to me.. I like mine with lots of whipped cream!
The last time I made some I baked mini dark peanut butter cups into the batter.
LOL......chocolate, yes. I always say chocolate is a food group I cannot give up. It’s a necessity.
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