ok, this is just funny
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I'd buy one, pretty cool and funny. I'd even buy and Orange, but and this is a big but....I'WILL NEVER buy an apple...sorry it just won't happen...
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This might work well with that amp... :laughing7:
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How about a Lime. I like Lime.
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Street Avenger said:
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LOL, now that's funny, and white castle sucks, don't know what all the hubub is about. But i'd rather eat cat food..Cagey said:They're not available everywhere, but White Castle amps are tasty...
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Cagey said:They're not available everywhere, but White Castle amps are tasty...
Great amps for playing slide
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That 810 looks like a pack of lights. I want to smoke it.
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Funny White Castle story...
When I was very young, say 7 or 8, a school buddy invited me to his birthday party. This was something of a big event, as back then (mid '60s) even crossing the street was a major deal for us Catholic school boys, and he lived two blocks away.
Turns out it was mainly a family affair rather than a group of peers, and the highlight of the thing was going to be hamburgers. No big deal to me; my mother made hamburgers, albeit in the tradition of Eddie Murphy's mother where you got an overcooked beef tennis ball full of peppers and onions and other crap kids aren't crazy about slapped on white bread with ketchup and maybe a half slice of cheese, if you were lucky.
But, it wasn't to be homemade hell. His dad was going to White Castle. So, when it came time to go get the stuff, they wanted to know how many I wanted. I'd never heard of the place, or even of getting hamburgers someplace other than home, and thought "How many?!? Who can eat more than one hamburger?" But, everybody else was ordering anywhere between 4 to 8 of the things. so to be cool I ordered 2, just to be sorta badass. Didn't know how I'd choke down two burgers, but I was damned if I was only going have one.
45 minutes later, his dad's back with a half-dozen grocery bags of burgers and fries. WTF? Turns out these things aren't much bigger than a decent-sized toadstool! DAMMIT! I could've eaten 6 easy! Luckily, there were fries, so I didn't have to starve.
Live and learn.
Years later, when we learned the magical mysteries of beer and pot, we also rediscovered the miracle of White Castle, who'd serve any old ass hole no matter how obnoxious until the wee hours of the morning, and cheap. Not very nutritious, but certainly tasty and filling from a willing supplier, which counted for a lot.
I'd have to be pretty damn hungry to go there today, but they've certainly made me happy in the past.
When I was very young, say 7 or 8, a school buddy invited me to his birthday party. This was something of a big event, as back then (mid '60s) even crossing the street was a major deal for us Catholic school boys, and he lived two blocks away.
Turns out it was mainly a family affair rather than a group of peers, and the highlight of the thing was going to be hamburgers. No big deal to me; my mother made hamburgers, albeit in the tradition of Eddie Murphy's mother where you got an overcooked beef tennis ball full of peppers and onions and other crap kids aren't crazy about slapped on white bread with ketchup and maybe a half slice of cheese, if you were lucky.
But, it wasn't to be homemade hell. His dad was going to White Castle. So, when it came time to go get the stuff, they wanted to know how many I wanted. I'd never heard of the place, or even of getting hamburgers someplace other than home, and thought "How many?!? Who can eat more than one hamburger?" But, everybody else was ordering anywhere between 4 to 8 of the things. so to be cool I ordered 2, just to be sorta badass. Didn't know how I'd choke down two burgers, but I was damned if I was only going have one.
45 minutes later, his dad's back with a half-dozen grocery bags of burgers and fries. WTF? Turns out these things aren't much bigger than a decent-sized toadstool! DAMMIT! I could've eaten 6 easy! Luckily, there were fries, so I didn't have to starve.
Live and learn.
Years later, when we learned the magical mysteries of beer and pot, we also rediscovered the miracle of White Castle, who'd serve any old ass hole no matter how obnoxious until the wee hours of the morning, and cheap. Not very nutritious, but certainly tasty and filling from a willing supplier, which counted for a lot.
I'd have to be pretty damn hungry to go there today, but they've certainly made me happy in the past.
