[Soaring Feather]

(...the Poet's are in the lard...the Poet's are in the lard...the Poet's are in the lard...the Poet's)

Now what's this stuff Tom????
hmmmmmmmmm???
Inquiring minds want to know!!

[Hondo1952]

I'm going out on a limb here. As you all know I'm a displaced Alabama boy stuck up here in Hoosierland, a former prisoner of love that has broken those chains. As such I would like to speak on behalf of my southern brethren. I don't claim to speak for them all, but those I don't speak for aren't real southerners anyway.

You ready for this? WE DON'T WANT NO STINKING PANCAKES!!!WE DON'T WANT NO STINKIN WAFFLES!!!!

WE WANT SOME BISCUITS AND GRAVY WITH SOME GRITS AND FATBACK BACON AND SOME FRIED HEN AIGS!!!

So since we have holidays approaching I'd just like to make a minor suggestion for the troops and myself. We would like to request a "day" for OUR kind of breakfast. One rolling in lard (if we can get Queenie out of it and keep Tom from playing in it) so unhealthy your arteries clog just thinking about it. One that would even put weight on Oprah (see MoJo's comments above)
WE want BISCUIT AND GRAVY WEDNESDAY!!!

[tomkow6]

The Poet's in the lard!