February 28, 2006

Guess what day it is!

Psycho path wins award.

posted by the quidnunc kid 18 years ago
  • What day it is? Uh, the 28th? Tuesday? Your birthday? Our anniversary? Garbage Day? I give up.
  • It's Mardi Gras baby!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! *flashes breasts*
  • It's my birthday. No it isn't. It's the day I became a man.
  • mmmmm...pancakes...
  • Pancake Day!! Whoo-hoooo!!! OK monkeys, what do you prefer to have on your pancakes? Make mine with Honey and Sultanas...
  • Turn that frown upside down, Mr Grumpy Pancacke Hater. *Tickles chy under the chin. With a long stick* Lemon and sugar of course. Anything else is gilding the lilly.
  • Where the lilies at?! I'm a-gonna gild me one silly!
  • I think you should reconsider the lilly.
  • Hes 'aving a go at the flowers now!
  • I'll consider 'em all night long! WhooOOOO!! *swings shirt like a lasso* yip! yip! Hyaahh!
  • Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, panamacakes! I likes 'em with just butter. Or maybea little real New York State Maple Syrup®. When I was a kid, we had a huge chocolate lab dog who would leap up in the air and catch pancakes like Frisbees.
  • I would leap up in the air and catch pancakes like frisbees if I could find someone to keep throwing them at me. Golden Syrup ('Out of the strong came forth sweetness') Come on, chaps - you paint lillies. Refined gold is what you gild.
  • Mashed Potatoes! Dude, you have to give me a chance to guess.
  • *stares blankly at Plegmund* Well that don't make a lick o' sense . . .
  • From dictionary.com: gild (1) To cover with or as if with a thin layer of gold. (2) To give an often deceptively attractive or improved appearance to. (3) Archaic. To smear with blood. Now I'm wishing I'd never looked it up.
  • recording synchronicities: wow, so bush is metaphorically gilding gandhi's grave in the previous thread.
  • Ooh! Ooh! I got one: Monkeyfilter: metaphorically gilding Gandhi's grave Take that, Gram'Ma!
  • *gilds Mickey*
  • The quote (King John, Shak.) is "To paint the lily, to gild refined gold". Or something like that. *Wanders off in search of Golden Syrup, maundering senilely*
  • "Or maybea little real New York State Maple Syrup®." Dude, seriously? Not Quebec? Pas de sirop d'erable? Dude. The sap is running at my local sugar bush, but I'll need to wait a bit longer before the dark amber starts flowing... In the meantime, the local farmer's market has turned up some Birch Syrup, which invites an experimental purchase.
  • for plegmund: liquid sugar special award for being right about painting lilies
  • Capt, could you be any more Canadian? Eh?
  • I try.
  • I have always considered pancakes to be one of the few beings in the universe to have achieved perfection. All they need is a healthy smear of butter, but the addition of a moderate quantity of good maple syrup is always welcome. I too would catch them in my mouth like frisbees, were someone to fling them in my general direction... In short(stack) Pancakes are God, and I am a true believer. Praise Bisquik!
  • Hang on - I've just realised that this is the stupidest metafilter in-joke post ever, and that I suck ass on Farfrompoopen Road.
  • We know.
  • I FIGHT CHOO MUTHAFUGGA >PUNCH >KICK >KICK + PUNCH COMBO HA HA YOU BLEED NOW BITCHPANTS
  • My local sugar bush is named Yvonne. I'm thinking about giving her up for Lent.
  • >REPEATED LIGHT PUNCH >HOLD MEDIUM KICK >SONIC BOOM! CHY IS SHITTY POO. I BOOM HIM GOOD.
  • Are we joining the Lily Guild?
  • When I saw "psycho path wins award", I couldn't work out which monkey the post was about. Ha.
  • Jezz I'm thick - I've only just got it.
  • The day the last 2-liter jug of golden delicious maple syrup I brought from the Great White North couldn't be coaxed to render a single drop more, I cried. And my pancakes had to be topped with some strawberry jam over the butter. That was a sad day. *flings pancake in Chyren's general direction*
  • Best street name EVAR:
  • I would expect Chy to live on "F*** You and the Horse You Road".
  • mmmmmm . . . sugar bush . . .
  • No, I live on Cunty Books Road.
  • i like my pancakes with butter, a ton of maple syrup, and about a cup and a half of powdered sugar... what? i'm from the south. that's how we do. waitress?
  • I just put honey on mine.
  • Is this another Dada thread?
  • pancakes! how do i serve thee? let me count the ways: i add to thee some lemon juice and sugar or sometimes just the merest scrape of butter. i drizzle thee with syrups, maple or golden, or simply add honey, as in times olden. i smear thee with chocolate, that stuff called nutella. i cover thee in raisins or sultanas bright and yellow.
  • Psycho path wins award.? What road do the insane walk down? The psycho path.
  • *crickets* Ohhh, sheez, now GranMa's gonna be mad at me.... hope she brings the gloves...
  • roryk, in my time poetry has made me laugh. It has made me cry. It has made me contemplate the deep nature of Existence. It has made me go "hmmm." It has made me go "eww." But this, this is the first time poetry has made me drool.
  • Oh yeah, Seagate's premises in Scotts Valley, CA are on Disk Drive. Swear to God. I used to have a photo but I seem to have lost it.
  • I don't get this thread if it's meant to be an in-joke. The internets has outsmarted me. TELL MEEEE!!!!!
  • 1. FPP without link = "pancake" - from MeFi. 2. 28 Feb 2006 = pancake day. 3. Link inside = to stop me from getting banned.
  • I just made pancakes this morning. Pancake batter mix, half a can of beer, half a cup of fresh milk. Poured a prodigious amount of maple syrup on half of them, and wrapped peanut butter in the other half. Yum.
  • HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I gets it now! Hoo! Beer? In a pancake? 'Tis not normal.
  • I believe you can make pancakes with snow instead of eggs - but I wouldn't want to try it with the heavily polluted snow where I live.
  • Yellow snow?
  • I didn't get it either. I still don't get why an FPP without a link is called a "pancake". I do, however, love pancakes. Therefore this thread is ok. *affixes inspection sticker*
  • Don't humour them, you fool! You give these swine information and you can't predict what may happen.
  • True. They are swine, aren't they? Damnable filthy hogs, the lot of them.
  • Lowly beasts!
  • *scratches butt, smells finger*
  • *squeals, buries head in trough of pancakes*
  • *barks, acts quite intelligently*
  • *lies quietly on plate with eggs, toast*
  • *runs in plastic tubing from tree to tree, in joyful expectation of fulfilling destiny*
  • *eschews using articles, prepositions*
  • *action*
  • *builds house out of straw*
  • *compares rival building materials in terms of cost and durability in case of huff-and-puff*
  • *eats some pearls. fails to appreciate them.*
  • *flies over ATM queue, frolics*
  • *harasses young people with long hair for petty reasons in order to massage own ego and break in new truncheon*
  • *always has clean shirts to play around in*
  • beer pancakes are the best.
  • Not really a street, but a town in Newfoundland: Which is oddly further from Conception Bay or Clam Cove or Beaverton than you'd think. It is, however, close to Goose Tickle and Little Seldom which helps you understand why there's another settlement called Come-by-Chance and another named Cow Head. But given the place names in NF (of which these are a very small sample), I'd guess when they named "Goobies" they struck the wrong typewriter key. Visit Newfoundland, bring condoms.
  • I see all the asterixes, but no footnotes.
  • We used end notes. They're at the end of the internet.
  • Can we get one of them hamster wheels in here?
  • And now we come full circle. You know what, I have always loved that little bastard.
  • If there are rabbit pellets and syrup left on the floor of this thread, you will be cleaning them up on your hands and knees, Islander.
  • ewww!
  • Oolong and Yuebing's owner stopped posting new pictures this time last year. Could somebody who knows Japanese write to him and ask him nicely why? Thankee kindly.
  • I recall Oolong had passed away years ago, didn't it? And, islander: that animated gif is just the perfect graphical representation of the net. Auuuurgh.
  • "Could somebody who knows Japanese write to him and ask him nicely why?" Oolong went to join Lord Frith, and he couldn't find another placid cake-balancing lagomorph.
  • And you'll have to go to, when the Black Rabbit of Inle calls your name...
  • We had a rabbit when I was a kid. He kept trying to have his wicked way with the cat.
  • OUCH! I bet that poor, horny rabbit got a static shock plus the rubber hit him right into his bitsy nuts. Mmhh... that brings back some memories... *cough*
  • THAT is really, really, really, bad, Chy!