Sex is the tabasco sauce which an adolescent national palate sprinkles on every course in the menu.
quote by Mary Day Winn
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When I put some Tabasco on things, and there's really nothing in Tabasco, it's not bad for you in any way, so that's kind of become my substitute. Now you got to get used to a hot mouth, but that's okay.
quote by Mike Ditka
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A Flowing Released Begins To Increase
Tabasco...
Hot!
And cayenne pepper,
Seems to heat nonstop.
Like it or not,
Jalapeno too...
Will do a sizzle fizzled with,
A stirring to approve.
When a wanted push inside,
Needs to flow...
A flowing going is released,
To increase relief.
When a wanted push inside,
Needs to flow...
It will go with a spicing that entices,
With a notice that's bestowed.
Like it or not,
Tabasco...
Hot!
Will do a sizzle fizzled with,
A stirring to approve.
And...
Some say this diminishes blemishes too!
Get rid of toxins that visit,
And come to sit in your 'system'.
With leafy greens and juices...
And,
Tabasco hot.
Get rid of toxins that disease and feed on your system.
With leafy greens and juices...
And,
Tabasco hot.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love's Menu: Pommes de Terre Frites
Fried potatoes is a dish
Good as any one could wish:
Cheap it is, and appetizing;
Turn a saint to gormandizing:
Good and cheap and tasty too,
Just the thing for Love's Menu.
Love is dainty, and his food,
Even though common, must be good:
Love hath little to disburse,
So his fare must fit his purse:
Love hath fickle appetite,
We his palate must invite:
Crisp and hot, the price a sou,
Fried Potatoes, Love's Menu.
poem by William Gay
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What is sauce for the goose may be sauce for the gander but is not necessarily sauce for the chicken, the duck, the turkey or the guinea hen.
quote by Alice B. Toklas
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Past The Adolescent Childish Age
Some refuse today to comprehend or face,
That they're...
Past the adolescent.
Past the adolescent.
Past the adolescent,
Childish age.
Some sit with wishes they could duplicate,
Those...
Adolescent.
Their adolescent days,
Long faded away.
They are,
Trapped and disconnected.
Trapped and disconnected.
Trapped and disconnected,
Broken from decay.
Some sit with wishes they could duplicate,
Their adolescent days.
But they're,
Past the adolescent.
Past the adolescent.
Past the adolescent,
Childish age.
And
They
Are...
Trapped and disconnected.
Trapped and disconnected.
Trapped and disconnected,
Broken from decay.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Like Tomato Sauce
i like tomato sauce
and so i keep lots of
and different kinds of
tomato sauces inside
the ref and when i open
it one night i thought
tomato sauce are also
water and i am in a trance
of some sort or something
i drink tomato sauce
and i remember you:
saucy, so saucy
i thought i am floating
in the river filled with
tomato sauce, yes,
my point is: be proud
i always think of you.
saucy, yes, so saucy.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I can't sprinkle sprinkles on. I lose control when I have sprinkles. I'm shaky. I still remember the great sprinkle accident of 1982.
quote by Ryan Stiles
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I think that is a universal adolescent feeling, trying to find your place. The adolescent who is perfectly adjusted to his environment, I've yet to meet.
quote by Roger Bannister
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If I could only have one type of food with me, I would bring soy sauce. The reason being that if I have soy sauce, I can flavor a lot of things.
quote by Martin Yan
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What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
quote by Marcus Terentius Varro
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Laissez Faire was very good sauce for the goose, labor, but was very poor sauce for the gander, capital.
quote by Benjamin Tucker
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What's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
An Erudite Book
www.com to my heart and,
www.com to an adolescent who speaks;
But your 'dressing-logy' buffers the negative of the adverse of life,
And like what is seen at www.com always.
Filtered water is what you care for,
But do not let this water run out dry before the adolescent;
Because an erudite book is in the making!
And like what is seen at www.com always.
'Dressing-logy'!
www.com to the heart of the adolescent;
And this addiction is very hard to overcome,
But love is like the theatre of my mind.
Try to deal with your history very honestly,
Because an erudite book is in the making;
And i am now standing in the shadow of your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I just started making Bloody Marys. I always thought they looked gross, then I tasted one. There's an art to it, from the Tabasco to the Worcestershire.
The Magic
sitting down and looking at the menu
turns miraculous when i have the closest chance
looking at you
by a dim candle light
i see a sparkle in your eyes
that i have not ever seen before
and you too glance at me
and you stop for a while
close the menu
and touch my hand
atop the table
23 years pass us by
and here we are looking at ourselves again
as though we have no names
i know what you will say but i need not hear it.
i am full.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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National Front Disco (live)
David, the wind blows,
The wind blows
Bits of your life away.
Your friends all say,
"Where is our boy?
Ah, we've lost our boy".
But they should know,
Where you've gone,
Because again and again you've explained
That you're going to . . .
Oh, oh, oh, going to . . .
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
"England for the English",
"England for the English".
David, the wind's blown,
The wind's blown
All of my dreams away.
And I still say,
"Where is our boy?
Ah, we've lost our boy".
But I should know
Why you've gone,
Because again and again you've explained
You're going to the National . . .
Ah, to the National . . .
There's a country,
You don't live there,
But one day you would like to.
And if you show them what you're made of,
Ah, then you might do.
But David, we wonder,
We wonder if the thunder
Is ever really gonna begin,
Begin, begin
Your mum says,
"I've lost my boy".
But she should know
Why you've gone,
Because again and again you've explained
You're going to the National,
To the National,
To the National Front disco,
Because you want the day to come sooner,
You want the day to come sooner,
You want the day to come sooner,
When you've settled the score.
Oh, the National,
Oh, the National,
Oh, the National,
Oh, the National,
Oh, the National
song performed by by Morrissey
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Whether Canada ends up as o-ne national government or two national governments or several national governments, or some other kind of arrangement is, quite frankly, secondary in my opinion.
quote by Stephen Harper
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Wont Eat Prunes Again
It was just the other day
When we went to joes cafe
Just to order up a couple steaks to eat
But we noticed something wrong
All the worcestershire was gone
But the waitress brought a different kind of treat
She said this sauce was the chefs new creation
Guaranteed, its a new taste sensation
But she warned us its made out of prunes
Try a little if you dare
Nothing can compare
So we had some and now we swear
We wont eat prunes again
That was such a dirty trick
Boy, it really made us sick
Well it looks like weve been done in by the prune
Still the memory lingers on
I been livin in the john
cause Ive had the runs since monday afternoon
Id sell my soul for some new constipation
Need a cure for this new aggravation
Diarrhea has taken its toll
Still got the runs today
Just like yesterday
Buddy, thats why Im hear to say
We wont eat prunes again
Wont eat prunes again
No no
Yeah
Eat the new sauce
Same as the old sauce
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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