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So, a Texan moves to Alaska. He lives there for a year and he's sitting around the Red Dog Saloon talking to some old-timers. They tell him that he won't be considered a true Alaskan until he's drank a quart of whiskey, wrestled a polar bear and made love to an Eskimo woman. So the Texan grabs up a quart of whiskey and chugs it down. Then takes off out the door. A few hours later he's back. His clothes are ripped to shreds, he's scratched up and bloody from head to toe. He says, "Okay, now where's that Eskimo gal I gotta wrassle?"

 

It got quiet here.
Everyone's awestruck after Dave's last joke?

 

Good morning Folks!

 

I was eating pancakes.

 

Hi Hobbs!

 

Hmmm pancakes? *looks down at the plate of tater tots and ketchup*

 

You make them and box mix or your own recipe?

 

I usually use a King Arthur Flour recipe. They make some pretty tasty buttermilk pancakes.


Dave, did you really have tater tots for breakfast?

 

Ain't nothin' wrong with tater tots...

 

I have fried them in a pan with sausage and then poured scrambled eggs over them. Then melt american cheese over top once the eggs are cooked.

 

That sounds pretty yummy.

 

Now you're talking!

Although, your pancake idea planted a seed...

 

Yessir. That's the best part of being single. I can eat what I want, when I want.

 

You can also sauté onions and bell peppers to put in there.

 

Sometimes I pour a can of chili over them and top with grated cheese and onions.

 

Morning, V!

 

@melikeymy beer is this true?