One Hurricanes' chicken fried steak with eggs dinner
One earthquake burger as a gravy sop
One corn dog
Mix with one Kahlua latte
Add eleven Red Hook ESB beers, popcorn, and a jar of olives (be sure to drink the brine!).

Bake overnight for seven hours, and when morning comes, enjoy the volcanic fecal explosion and the multiflavored rectal belches. In the morning, I smelled like a mix of dead, rotting snakes and fireworks, and toward evening time, I smelled like a Mexican tour bus. Complimentatry side dishes would include long, hot car trips and church, also doctor visits (you may feel like you have to go there anyway).

And, yes, I have been on a Mexican tour bus.

'Dead rotting snakes and fireworks'. Shit, I'm stealing that.

Seriously, have any of you ever had the beer farts that smell like gunpowder/fireworks? Sometimes I get worried about them when I have 'em, but they are usually gone by the next day.

I have also found that Scottish food gives me tremendous gas problems. I had Scottish food for breakfast this morning, and my ass smells like a dead bum's decaying, vodka soaked liver.

You are damn lucky you did not shit the bed during the night. 8 Redhook ESB's is enough to rip me into oblivion. 11 and I would definitely piss myself.

Be truthful: did you shit the bed?

How's tricks??? >>> Your Mom.

What the fuck is Scottish Food? Is that like Haggis???

How's tricks??? >>> Your Mom.

No, man. Mac Donalds.

Ha! Can you imagine had you eaten an McRib on top of all of that??? You would have McShit the bed.

How's tricks??? >>> Your Mom.