Very well Done, ditrina
Made me laugh out laud, some great "Dry Humor", thanks!
Made me laugh out laud, some great "Dry Humor", thanks!
If my pee was pink, I'd see a doctor.
Back when I played sports and worked in factories, salt tablets were given out like candy.
My doctor wants me to cut out salt, but he doesn't eat meat. I should probably find another doctor.
Eggs... Good, bad, good, bad. Fowl would be extinct without them. Just saying...
Butter or margarine? You better bet your butt I buy butter. Moo!
The best boss I ever had taught me that trick!
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It's rather sad watching guests over the years scan the table looking for salt before they have even tasted their food. Salt has become a reflex for too many, so the look of growing angst rising towards panic as they scan the table ever more frantically does give me a kind of perverse pleasure. Could this be why so few come to dinner here?
Quite true. If it had been named by a person literate in both English and Yiddish, it would have been called "kashering salt." It is salt (usually not a complicated product) that happens to be of the right granulation (somewhat coarse) for part of the process of presenting kosher meat to the public for use.And Kosher salt was not blessed by a Rabbi either.
You're scared to eat pink salt ?If this pink salt was that good it would be advertised on TV.
I'll pass.
On its expiration date, you'll have to throw it out and trample it underfoot. Matthew 5:13 You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its savor, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.
Reminds me of how my Dad shoveled coal into the coal cellars back during the Depression.
Many of the old ?&$%? would have him shovel the "old" coal out before he shoveled in the "new" coal.
He said "it's been in the ground for a million years. What difference is a few months."
If my pee was pink, I'd see a doctor.![]()
I grew up being the furnace tender in our house. Very familiar with operation and management of a basement coal bin, shoveling coal into the furnace, and carrying out the ashes. Never thought too much about the angularity of coal or how old it was. Not unusual that a lump of coal was too large to go through the furnace door. Kept a sledge hammer in the bin for such needs. At least during the winter, that furnace was also the household trash incinerator for anything that would burn. All my experience with coal came in handy several years later, but that is a different story.Reminds me of how my Dad shoveled coal into the coal cellars back during the Depression.
Many of the old ?&$%? would have him shovel the "old" coal out before he shoveled in the "new" coal.
He said "it's been in the ground for a million years. What difference is a few months."
You're scared to eat pink salt ?
I thought we had a no religion ruleOn its expiration date, you'll have to throw it out and trample it underfoot. Matthew 5:13 You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its savor, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.