Dude and Dude Do “The Potluck”
“Dude! Ya gotta see this!”
“Wassup?”
“Where? Who?”
“Right here! OC and Quilly! Picnic and snack stuff! They’re givin’ each other the … um … they’re talkin’ ’bout fingers!”
“Nice save, dude.”
“Wonder which one’s tellin’ the truth?”
“Neither.”
“Neither?”
“Look. The dude’s restin’ up for next basketball season. Probably on his own private island or somethin’. Y’think he’s gonna take five seconds of his time to let anyone try to tell him ’bout this horsemeat?”
“Nah, probably not. But … horsemeat?”
“Dude, that potluck thing was hours ago. It’s dead by now. Instead of floggin’ it, we should probably cook it.”
“Ewwww, dude! Not kosher!“
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ROFLMAO!!!! I’m starting to believe the dudes in this one LOL
Thom — I find it virtually impossible to believe anything the dudes say.
Nono, Quilly. The dudes are linguists. I bet that was tongue meat.
Fingers, horsemeat, tongue – it’s not Halloween yet.
Nessa — I roasted legs for the church potluck — 27 of them — somewhere there is a peg-leg chicken.
How tasty!! Sliced tongue with stone-ground mustard on warm rye bread. With a chilled Dill pickle. What time is lunch, did you say?
Karen — when I was a wee one my grandpa used to feed me tongue sandwiches with mustard. He also fed me sardines and crackers. He was a great baby-sitter.
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