I just learned that hand grenades were named after pomegranates. Is this common knowledge that somehow flew over my head in school?

I don't ever remember learning about that back in Catholic school.

(12-21-2009, 08:59 AM)LuMPyPussy Wrote: I just learned that hand grenades were named after pomegranates. Is this common knowledge that somehow flew over my head in school?

I thought they were called pineapples.

Weren't the German ones potato mashers or something?

(12-21-2009, 07:48 AM)Middle Finger Wrote:

(12-20-2009, 09:02 PM)sally Wrote:

(12-20-2009, 08:40 PM)Middle Finger Wrote:

(12-20-2009, 08:33 PM)sally Wrote: Actually, his bottled sauce would put someones old italian grandma to shame.

You have absolutely zero qualifications to make that judgment. In fact, you insult when you issue it.

And why is that?

Because below are your only qualifications, if you even want to call it that:


My grandpa came here from Italy. I never met him, but I heard he was a real bastard.

I've tasted hundreds of sauces and worked with one of the chefs for the Italian olympics for 5 years. Having taste buds and good taste in food is my qualification, dickhead. It's something you obviously don't have. I wouldn't trust anyone who would ruin a nice steak with sugar to judge anything. Not sauce, relationships, class, tits, nothing, zero zip zilch nada!

(12-21-2009, 10:55 AM)sally Wrote: I've tasted hundreds of sauces and worked with one of the chefs for the Italian olympics for 5 years. Having taste buds and good taste in food is my qualification, dickhead. It's something you obviously don't have. I wouldn't trust anyone who would ruin a nice steak with sugar to judge anything. Not sauce, relationships, class, tits, nothing, zero zip zilch nada!

I don't care how much sauce your ass got fat off of, or how much you don't appreciate a famous steak sauce like Peter Luger. You are not qualified to judge anything Italian, you non-Italian big mouth.

(12-21-2009, 09:21 AM)twisteroo Wrote: Weren't the German ones potato mashers or something?

Yes the Model 24.

It could be thrown further because the stick acted as a lever.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Model_24_grenade

(12-21-2009, 11:14 AM)Middle Finger Wrote:

(12-21-2009, 10:55 AM)sally Wrote: I've tasted hundreds of sauces and worked with one of the chefs for the Italian olympics for 5 years. Having taste buds and good taste in food is my qualification, dickhead. It's something you obviously don't have. I wouldn't trust anyone who would ruin a nice steak with sugar to judge anything. Not sauce, relationships, class, tits, nothing, zero zip zilch nada!

I don't care how much sauce your ass got fat off of, or how much you don't appreciate a famous steak sauce like Peter Luger. You are not qualified to judge anything Italian, you non-Italian big mouth.

Yes having tasted hundreds of sauces and worked with an Italian olympics chef for 5 years makes you less qualified to judge taste than Frank Sally.

::lol::

I doubt Sally has eaten more or better sauces than I have. You have to grow up in an Italian neighborhood and/or be Italian to even get close. That Farah Fawcett reject bitch isn't qualified.

Why don't you just go and smear yourself all over with your precious Peter Luger sauce that nearly everyone with decent tastebuds seems to dislike you latent homosexual?

(12-21-2009, 11:22 AM)Middle Finger Wrote: I doubt Sally has eaten more or better sauces than I have. You have to grow up in an Italian neighborhood and/or be Italian to even get close. That Farah Fawcett reject bitch isn't qualified.

You don't even know what neighborhood I grew up in and my mothers side of the family is Italian, not that I'm proud of it. You don't have to be Italian to judge sauce anyway so shut up, chef boyardee.

(12-21-2009, 11:33 AM)sally Wrote: my mothers side of the family is Italian, not that I'm proud of it.

My condolences.

You seem to have flourished despite this obvious handicap.

(12-21-2009, 11:33 AM)sally Wrote: You don't have to be Italian to judge sauce anyway.

You don't have to Italian to do anything, except mince around on a scooter with a designer man purse, immediately surrender in a battlefield situation, do a hit for a mafia don, serve a pizza or mercilessly beat your wife for no apparent reason.

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Aww....the church kitties are cute.

My friend made me this gorgeous blanket/afghan for Christmas.

That's lovely...She must think a lot of you to put so much time and effort into a Christmas gift for you...The Amish chicks get beaucoup bucks for the things like that they make & sell...That's a fab present, something you will have forever.

Jealous bitches, jealous of real Italians. It's OK, it only makes me stronger.

(12-22-2009, 04:47 PM)Middle Finger Wrote: Jealous bitches, jealous of real Italians. It's OK, it only makes me stooopider.

There, I fixed it for you. ........You're very welcome.