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For the Nugent family, fast food is a running herbivore.
What did you have for breakfast? Bitch Flakes?
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Whether it's a potato or a nut, it's a foodage!
Which leads me to ask ... what exactly are you going to do when we get there?"
I thought about it. "Rip Josh's nuggets off and feed them to his hamster?
Artichoke: That vegetable of which one has more at the finish than at the start of dinner.
What are you typing with? A potato?
Your face looks like a sack of purple potatoes
voluptuous sluggard,
I eat "NOs" for breakfast.
pickle juice on a cookie.
Ree sat chilled inside her squat tent. To occupy her mind, she decided to name all the Miltons: Thump, Blond, Catfish, Spider, Whoop, Rooster, Scrap ... Lefty, Dog, Punch, Pinkeye, Momsy ... Cotton, Hog-jaw, Ten Penny, Peashot ...
Bustle about Noddy, or we shant be in time to snabble any of the lobster patties.
What has three heads, six arms, and half a brain?" Three asked. One and Two answered in unison. "Nate Sutter.
The word that comes to mind is 'beefcake', Zane drawled, looking Ty over, appreciating the view
"Mission accomplished then!" Ty said happily as he turned around to face Zane again. He frowned suddenly. "Is beefcake one word or two?"
Zane laughed. "Who cares when you've got a great ass?
An intellectual carrot - the mind boggles.
Meat and two veg is your knob," I tell him.
He frowns again, looking confused. "Knob?"
"Dick," I say, "penis, cock, nob, chopper, dong, cream stick, one-eyed trouser snake, prick, tadger, willy, bell-end, or dobber. Take your pick.
Huh - Why is Max in the kitchen?"
Dr.Martinez: "We're cooking."
Gazzy: "She's just keeping you company, right?"
Dr.Martinez: "No, she's cooking."
Nudge: "Cooking ... food?"
Max: "Yes, I'm cooking food, and it's great, and you're going to eat it, you twerps!
Nim-nim was a banana-like fruit on Booboo. An immature
So you're the Pigeon, huh?"
"No," I snapped. "I have a name."
He seemed amused at the way I regarded him, which only served to make me angrier.
"Well? What is it?" he asked.
I took a bite of the last apple spear on my plate, ignoring him.
"Pigeon it is, then," he shrugged.
Ninja chicken isn't he?" You grinned at me, rolling your sleeves up."We'll see about that."
You reached into the cage. Instantly Dick was onto your hand, clawing at you, biting chunks with his beak.
"Godamn rooster!
There is no getting away from the word nigger, not now, not in the world we've been given to live in, you and me.
Okay, first of all, who names their dinner? I don't want to know my dinner's name. This potato- is this potato named Steve?
I just bonked a werewulf on the noggin. Jeez.
Nameless McBitchypants
Dude, can I have your pickle?
(Israeli-style eggs poached in tomato
McDonald's released a new video showing how it makes their Chicken McNuggets. Apparently it turns out that McNuggets aren't made out of chicken. They're made out of people who ask too many questions.
As for you, Private, if you mention a word of this to anyone, I'll feed you to the cat thing here. Understand?"
"Yum," said Mogget.
"Yes, sir!" mumbled the telephone operator, his hands shaking as he tried to smother the burning wreckage of his switchboard with a fire blanket.
You know how Van Nuys got its name? Well, one day my little old Jewish mother was visiting me, and I took her to the top of the Hollywood Hills and had her view the valley below just at sunset. Well, mama, what would you call that? And she said, Ver nize.
Seth put his ear against the door. "I can't hear anything."
"There are probably ten of them patiently waiting on the far side, ready to pounce."
Brownies are shrimps. All I'd need are some heavy boots, a pair of shin guards, and a weed whacker."
The image made Kendra giggle.
A fusty nut with no kernel.
To be, or not to be ... a potato
Trinket. A souvenir. It's nothing." "Oh, not nothing," Macey said. She held her thin wrist out so that her bracelet caught the light. "I saw something just like it in the September Vogue." Amazingly, that made me feel better. "Well, at least I'm a crazy person with good taste.
Wait a minute. Wait just a hairball kakking minute.
Handful was my basket name.
I'm going be that n-n-nail in your coffin
I'm just a potato that won't quit. I'm a potato with some legs. Some have eyes, I've got legs.
How's this for a headline? 'French fries'.
It's OAT-freaking-MEAL!
SlingBlade: If you EVER speak ill of the McGriddle again I will personally force-feed you one while I fuck you in the butt using the wrapper as a condom and then donkey punch you when the infused syrup nuggets explode in your mouth.
That's Narmer with the spoon," I guessed. "Angry because the other bloke stole his breakfast cereal?
A carrot is as close as a rabbit gets to a diamond.
I love to eat lettuce for breakfast, they call me bunny.
The other package has pieces of dried stag stick. The pups like chewing on those."
"What's a stag stick?" Meg asked, taking the packages.
He stared at her for a moment. Then he put a fist below his belt and popped out a thumb.
"Oh," Meg said. "Oh.
I shall call him Tufty.
Cucumber reminds me of my mother making me eat sprouts.
Wizened and white, with brown blotched on her face the size and complexity of unshelled peanuts, Midge had a jitter in her head that made her pew like a chicken trying to make up its mind what to peck.
IN EGGPLANT CASSEROLE,
My meal arrived. It was a bowl of tepid, green curried water with two spinach leaves floating in it. The waiter called it 'vegetable soup'. I called it inedible slop.
Gilly Gilleshpee
nihari, a rich beef curry,
Lost dog. Looks like a chicken. If found, do not attempt to feed it scrambled eggs for breakfast. You'll offend it just like I did, and it will run away.
Sex game kinky, niggas call me Pinky
I am a rune a carrot a little joke
misbegotten cockwaffle.
Spare feast! a radish and an egg.
Irish-sparkle-fish,-- Anne Eliot
Nick as in my former boyfriend Nick. Ex-rat, ex-boyfriend, ex-alive if I ever got hold of him Nick.
You'd eat a plate, and call it pleasantly crunchy.
A simple and tasty evening snacks.
The Nets' a stone throw from where I used to throw bricks
... So it's only right I'm still tossing 'round Knicks.
If you look at me close enough, there's a small resemblance to a chicken nugget. I don't know if it's my skin texture or my hair, but the resemblance is definitely there.
Is that a beard, or is Niedermayer eating a muskrat?
Mmmm. Move over, eggs. Bacon just got a new best friend - fudge.
I should have had the pickle.
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, won't you play with my ding-a-ling.Play-- Chuck Berry
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Part of the appeal of hamburgers and nuggets is that their boneless abstractions allow us to forget we're eating animals.
I sweet potato what I sweet potato.
However you must have sensed a lurking 'but' skulking beneath my happy, blithe, and chipper exterior. A minuscule vexation, like the teeniest lump of raw liver sticking to the inside of my boot.
What are bashed neeps?"
"Neeps hackit with balmagowry.
I had thought you were a better man, Mr Reid, a man of your word, but I see that you are nothing but a paltry hommelette.'
'An omelette?'
'Yes, your word is not worth a dam.
Do you know what they called a sausage-in-a-bun in Quirm?' said Mr Pin, as the two walked away. 'No?' said Mr Tulip. 'They called it le sausage-in-le-bun.
I'm a cotton-headed ninny muggins.
Bobby Bingo had skin like a baked potato. A complete vegetable man, Lou Ann thought,
I'm nothing you can catch now. I am black powder, I am singe, I am the bomb that bursts the night.
Cogg would suddenly stand stock still. "Listen," he would say. Some feeble quack would be heard from the willow beyond the pond. "That's an easy one to tell. The frog-pippit." Then he would add, As a safety measure, "As I believe they call it in these parts."
PICKANINNY, n. The young of the "Procyanthropos", or "Americanus dominans". It is small, black and charged with political fatalities.
Here we supped ... , having amongst other dainties, a dish of truffles, an earth nut found by an hogg trained to it.
Chicken nuggets don't die any easier than baby fur seals.
So, what is this? I ask.
Quinn narrows her eyes at the morsel of food that vaguely resembles a cross between a chicken nugget and brains. Only slimier.
Noodle snapped. No more cookies in the cookie jar.
There's just one move a man needs to know in order to rock it on the dance floor."
"Yeah? What's the move?"
"STAG"
"What's stag?"
"The only one of Logan's crazy acronyms I live my life by-STAG. Stand there and grind.
Penis? Cock? Dick? Wood? Schlong? Womb broom? Clam hammer? Yogurt slinger?
Rat-a-tat-tat."
"Quack."Quack-- Kate Angell
I smoke a brown pipe like the breast of a little negress.
I want to do it too!" said Gazzy, sitting very, very quietly, completely motionless.
"Nope," said Nudge, shaking her head. "You stand out like a fart in church.
My name is Catbug. What's yours?
Oh, man ... " Leo shook his head in amazement. "That's right. You've missed the last like, seventy years. Well, my apprentice, a chicken nugget -
Nigger-eye
Berries cast dark
Hooks --
Black sweet blood mouthfuls,
Shadows.
So I dipped into my childhood and came up with Nicky Deuce. I wanted him to get into a lot of mischief, like the time I taped a fork to a broom handle and cattle-rustled a steak off the barbecue of the next-door neighbor.
See, if you said green bean, I'd be very upset. However, if you told her an eggplant, I'd probably never wear pants again. So what's it going to be, Jess?
Gray texted me a joke the other day. Want to hear it?"
"Knowing Gray's terrible jokes, probably not. But okay."
He rubs the back of his neck. "What do you call a cow with no legs?"
I caress his waist where muscles ripple. "What?"
"Ground beef.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
Dazed, Nick nodded, then looked to Caleb. "I'm such an effing idiot."
"We knew that," he said drily. "We definitely didn't have to throw you into a coma for that little-known nugget.
Cat watched Seth's face for any reaction but the guy was cool as a cucumber. Or a radish. The saying didn't make sense anyway; she might as well change the vegetable to something she liked to eat. "Jealous?
I am dying. Please ... bring me a toothpick.
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Runny's Nicpic
One day Runny Babbit
Met little Franny Fog.
He said, "Let's have a nicpic
Down by the lollow hog."
He brought some cutter bookies,
Some teanuts and some pea.
And what did Franny Fog bring?
Her whole fog framily.