Posted on 10/11/2014 9:14:31 AM PDT by PJ-Comix
Whenever your humble correspondent dips a strawberry into the chocolate fountain at the Golden Corral, one thought always comes to mind: Mark Warner bribery. Why? Because back in 2006 when Warner was governor of Virginia he attempted to influence the Daily Kos convention in Las Vegas, then known as the YearlyKos, into favoring his possible bid for the presidency with a lavish party at the Stratosphere. As we shall see, the Kossacks absolutely loved the idea that they were being bribed as they feasted on the sushi, drank down alcoholic concoctions, and dipped into the chocolate fountain.
Therefore it is not surprising that there are now new allegations of bribery being made against Mark Warner. This time it involves the charge that he attempted to bribe a Virginia state senator not to leave his post by making job offers for his daughter. You can read the details in this Washington Post article and in this local Richmond NBC video. After reviewing the latest bribery charges we shall take a trip back in time to 2006 to party down with the Kossacks at the Stratosphere in Las Vegas to enjoy the goodies provided by Mark Warner.
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Never in a million years would I ever dip a strawberry (or anything else) into one of those chocolate fountains!
It doesn’t clean the chocolate as it cycles it and who knows what was on the fingers that get into the stream. Did you know 30% of all people don’t use soap when washing their hands are using the restroom and 10% don’t do so at all?
*yech*
Now that may be an ever better mental association with mark warner...
But the Democrats view them as more of a punch list.
Can someone bribe me? I feel left out
You don’t hold the strawberries in your hand while dipping. You put them on the end of a wood stick first. However, I might think twice before dipping at the Liberian Golden Corral.
I am glad to know at least one person besides me avoids those fountains.
I saw a guy dump his scrambled eggs back into the eggs at a breakfast buffet, saying, “Ahma git me uh omlet”.
This cowgirl doesn’t do buffets.
>>You don’t hold the strawberries in your hand while dipping. <<
You are supposed to but at every single function I have been at with one I see people hand-dipping. And who knows about re-dips even if on a skewer.
No thanks and you might want to think about passing as well in the future...
In todays world, I wouldn't go near a buffet.
Many of my best, high end breakfasts were at buffets for high rollers in many casinos, but with the trash {drug dealers, hookers, pimps etal} that now passes for high rollers, you couldn't pay me to eat at those buffets.
It will never come back, but many memories were at casinos where jackets {and in some places, ties, (still are at the fine casinos in Monte-Carlo) were required to get in}.
Dress codes change, and for now, pig-pennish is in vogue, with asses and boobs hanging out, unshaven men being seen as cool and manly, fake big ass cheeks on wymen, and trannys being the best dressed women??? on the planet.
I'm glad to have lived in the era that I have, and am sorry that so many young folks will never get to experience what I can only describe as "the good life".
Flying used to be a pleasant experience but now seems more like an airborne bus.
“Dip once, and end it!”
Amen to that. I really used to love flying years ago. Not now.
I wonder why the mass media would start reporting corruption on a Democrat? They don’t really care about corruption, unless it involves a Republican. Never have.
Their only concern has always been the promotion of socialism through Democrat victories.
Something else is going on.
You’re correct, but back it the “good old days” it was bloody expensive also. The “right crowd and no crowding” as they used to say.
That’s the same reason why I don’t eat ate salad bars and Buffets. I attended a WMD class one and the speaker explained how a cult in Oregon poisoned the local salad bar to make people so sick they couldn’t vote and their appointed canditates would win. It kind of killed the appeal of those things.
I try my best to avoid them.
One reason is my weight and the other is mainly a lot of the types I see more and more that would have a lot in common with your fellow diner.
I dread the mandatory mostly annual visit to the carbon copy state fair since the spouse loves to go. It is the same every year. Goes double for the food. I try not to touch any.
He is worshiped by the leftists in this state and will win. He could get caught shooting newborn babies and would get elected.
Virginia is being ruled by the commies in Fairfax County, Prince William County, and the areas around Richmond and Newport News. The rest of the state is very conservative but the scum from DC and Maryland moved here years ago after trashing the place where they lived, just like a plague of locusts.
In the stands there was no shortage of men in white shirts, ties and hats. Many ladies wore long gloves.
Society enforced a certain level of dress and decorum back then.
I started barfing with the added pleasure of explosive pudding all that night.
Ditto, Idaho Falls the next night.
Ditto, Cody Wyoming the next night.
Get-well day finally came in Wall, South Dakota.
No mas, Golden Corral...
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