Nite Keara. Have fun online shopping!
I was manning the gutter all day long, I go away for less than an hour, I come back, and I find that there was a 30+ post outburst in the gutter to put us over 2000 mark. Lesson learned: never leave your post.
Goodnite and happy birthday K !
As a former food service industry employee, I can tell you that wearing apron with no pants is in fact a health code violation. It gets very hot in the kitchen, so I was often tempted.
I guess we should be glad that people can’t do that in commercial kitchens. And of course as Keara wisely points out, splatters could be painful. Still if I came home to my guy in that kind of outfit I think I would let the dinner burn!
I’m not sure how that’s even possible…
…and I don’t want to know.
Why am I (fully hetrokindaguy) thinking “why not donuts? You’d have someplace to hang them on-IYKWIM”?
I think I’ll just go back to Torchwood and…Oh wait a minute…
Then you could have a fun doughnut eating game! 
You ladies have fun. I’ll be leaving the gutter for a little bit…
I’m sure there are sanitary reasons for the “must wear pants in the kitchen” rule. But the rule was next to the “no open toe shoes” part in the health and safety rules, so I think it may be a safety issue. Perhaps the government also acknowledges that grease splashbacks are painful.
That was disturbing.
The gutter just doesn’t have many pictures today. Is everyone having an afternoon nap on thier full stomachs?
Wait, I didn’t really catch what happened in that video, she was talking and all of a sudden, she fell, she started screaming, her facial skin started to disappear and she turned into a zombie. What exactly happened here?
So I go to bed at 8:30 last night (I’ve been sick). I come back after getting a whopping 13 hours of sleep and there are four new pages–FOUR!!!–of posts on the gutter thread.
You people are disgusting.
Now, where’s the post where Cackleberry confesses…:rolleyes:
Hey now: some of us don’t get the cooking amnesia. Hell, I didn’t really cook UNTIL I got married. To be honest, though, there are only a handful of things I know how to make, but they’re all exotic (yes, even my scrambled eggs) and orgasmically (hey, this IS the gutter, after all) tasty.
I don’t know how sexy that makes me, but the wife seems to appreciate it.
Not my husband–he’s a picky eater. He likes things much blander than most people, so he has learned to cook things the way he likes them.
That’s the exact OPPOSITE problem I have with my household. My problem is that I’m a Latin American who married into a family of white German/Russians. My mother-in-law can’t even eat cilantro as it makes her queezy. I understand that one can live without cilantro, but who would call that a life worth living?
Perhaps I am too hot blooded and spicy for these people, IYKWIM.
You are sooooooo lucky! Not only does mine only cook when absolutely necessary, he’s somewhat of a picky eater. 95% of the time, I not only cook but also do the cleanup.
The rule at our house is that whomever doesn’t cook does the cleanup, so I’m stuck doing the dishes (figures: make the Hispanic guy wash the dishes!) 95% of the time. Which becomes an incentive for me to cook from time to time.
I’ll bring the marshmallows.
Again, the great philosopher Jerry Seinfeld comes to mind. He spoke of the dichotomy between “good naked” and “bad naked.” Nudity around food, regardless of gender or attractiveness, strikes me as “bad naked.” Just sayin’.
So, speaking of making triumphant return to the gutter, did you know Britney is back? She’s been trying to get her act together, get back in shape, and start performing again. She’s gonna be on the next Rolling Stones cover, and I gotta say, she looks remarkably better! She’ll forever be the “Queen of Trashy” to me, so she’ll never actually be “hot” in my mind. But getting better… yeah, definitely better.
(From USA Today)
Here’s some more guys in speedos:
