h a l f b a k e r yI think this would be a great thing to not do.
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You know, onions sauteed in oil until they become sweet. |
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Well it'd probably be better than cock ale. |
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Onions blessed and anointed with holy oils and sweet unctions, by mysterious, hooded friars (sic) until they can be used to cure what ales you? |
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Do onions grow on de vine? |
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Yes, but they have to be Carmelised, presumably by Carmelites, before an oriental chap'll take 'em directry to a meeting point arranged by prior consultation. |
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I seem to recall that in Pharonic times the Egyptians made beer by fermenting bread, and this bread would often be flavoured with onions. There was a prayer which pretty much went, "Oh mighty <Deity>, give us this day our bread and onions". So there may well be a historic basis for this. |
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Pickled onions go pretty well with beer. And real ale brewed from onions can hardly be worse than the vile tasteless Eurofizz that many mass market brewers foist on the public under the appelation of "Premium Lager". |
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I would avoid work for the next 10 days. |
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//You know, onions sauteed in oil until they become sweet// |
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Added to certain ales this would make bitter, sweet. |
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[UB] Camellites - The little known order of smoking monks? |
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Are they related in any way to the Caramelised nuns ? |
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Under a rose by any other name should kisses be so sweet? Hark, is that an eco I hear? |
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[Jinbish], nine out of ten men who've tried camels prefer women. |
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[UB] thats very true - because camels aren't very hygienic. All that bactria. <resists lame hump jokes> |
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<lets the opportunity to dredge up tired, old "ship of the desert" joke pass by> |
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Shirley if the onions were
// sauteed in oil until they become sweet //
then that would "ship of the dessert joke"? |
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Back in 'the day,' we had a carmel-apple eating contest. Yummm.... Guys vs. gals. Only there was one small change: the guys didn't get carmel-covered apples. We got carmel-covered onions. One big bite later... |
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There's a Carmelite convent near where I work. No onions though. |
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Is the Father who officiates at a Carmelite convent technically known as a Sugar Daddy ? |
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Wah ... wah .... wah ..... waaaaaaaaa. |
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<Runs offstage dodging volley of rotten fruit and vegetables, trips over Jinbish cowering in wings, falls heavily> |
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<picks up [8th of 7] - throws him to the baying mob - saving himself from the inevitable 'caning' and beet-ing> |
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That would be the icing on the cake, for me... watching 8/7 being torn apart by a baying mob. Sorta like a cat at a greyhound track. |
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or even a spaying mob - sorry, [8th] |
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<lets the opportunity to dredge up tired, old "ship of the desert" joke pass by> |
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You don't really want me to. There's an ethnic slur involved. =/ |
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