Is that a Hillshire Farms 3-lb. Yard-O-Beef © in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?
Well, what do you know? It IS a Hillshire Farms 3-lb. Yard-O-Beef©, full of tasty, summer-sausagey goodness, nesting in your shirt pocket, just waiting for a steamy date with spicy mustard.
And then what? Are you going to slow dance with the deli-style pickles? Consort with a wheel of aged cheddar? Go on a picnic and neck with the baked beans?
It's like I don't even know you anymore.
posted by Kate at 10:38 PM
Copyright 2001-2009, L.K.C.S. It's MINE, all MINE. If you wanna use it, gimme credit and a link, okies? And don't run with scissors, because you're just going to poke somebody's eye out with that thing. No, really. 
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I brought one of those giant summer sausages to a party once and accidentally poked the hostess with it in the kitchen (I was carrying some other stuff too). The joke of the night was that I had poked her with my sausage. It was funny until I went back to my apartment... alone.
Wondering why people save sausage until the summer, I happened upon the wikipedia entry. No need to refrigerate when you need a sausage fix? Awesome.
Joke inspired by this post:
Where does a man with 3-lb. Yard-O-Beef© sit?
Any damn where he pleases.
Is that your house? It's lovely!
And whoa, who calls it necking anymore? Eh, Paul, probably.
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