Too quiet. Time for a beer run. We're down to a 3 year supply.
Begins looking under sofa cushions for loose change, finds another darn squeaky toy and chucks it out the window. Finding no money Jack Hammer decides it's time for another raid.
Who shall it be this time?
Too quiet. Time for a beer run. We're down to a 3 year supply.
Begins looking under sofa cushions for loose change, finds another darn squeaky toy and chucks it out the window. Finding no money Jack Hammer decides it's time for another raid.
Who shall it be this time?
Actually, we don't have to do any raids for beer. Just go to The Sunny Godhead site and take what you need from their cellars. They don't even mind. However, if you want to raid one of the cults for cash, that could be fun.
Realizing that a conversation is taking place that is not asking questions about his compelling and absorbing tale.
I say, I hear that a new cult is renovating the old Gygax place. Why not raid them?
Realizing that a conversation is taking place that is not asking questions about his compelling and absorbing tale.
I say, I hear that a new cult is renovating the old Gygax place. Why not raid them?
I was thinking the same thing. I'm sure they got cash. That Megapope and his Swiss Cheese guards won't be able to stop us.
Just go to The Sunny Godhead site and take what you need from their cellars. They don't even mind.
Where's the fun in that?
Yes, we must seek other cults for our sport.
Begins looking under sofa cushions for loose change, finds another darn squeaky toy and chucks it out the window.
Yap!
I was thinking the same thing. I'm sure they got cash. That Megapope and his Swiss Cheese guards won't be able to stop us.Realizing that a conversation is taking place that is not asking questions about his compelling and absorbing tale.
I say, I hear that a new cult is renovating the old Gygax place. Why not raid them?
Yeah but I heard one of the old priests of that Elder Eye place done zapped everything on that thread to the ground.
Hey, there's a beach party at the Sunny dudes cult!
Warm sun, tasty waves, and cold beer. Swimsuits optional.
A perfect way to plan our next assault without the *ahem* spies interfering.
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Baked Pork Chops with Yams and Apples
Ingredients:
• 1/2 cup Hungry Jack® Microwave Ready Regular Syrup
• 1 teaspoon minced garlic
OR or 1 small garlic clove, peeled and minced
• 1/2 teaspoon ground ginger
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• 1/2 tablespoon freshly ground black pepper
• 1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
• 1 cup chicken stock or broth
• 2 tablespoons Crisco® Pure Vegetable Oil
• 4 boneless loin pork chops, 1 1/2 inches thick
• 3 medium yams or sweet potatoes, peeled and cut into 1-inch cubes
• 2 Granny Smith apples, cored, quartered and cut into 1-inch slices
• Parsley for garnish (optional)
Preparation Directions:
1. HEAT oven to 375°F. Combine maple syrup, garlic, ginger, salt, pepper, cinnamon and chicken stock; mix well. Line a roasting pan with aluminum foil.
2. HEAT oil in large skillet over medium-high heat. Brown pork chops on both sides. Remove from pan. Place chops in roasting pan.
3. ADD yams and apples. Pour maple syrup mixture over ingredients in pan.
4. BAKE, uncovered, 25 minutes. Remove pan from oven. Turn chops, yams and apples gently with spatula. Return to oven.
5. BAKE an additional 10 minutes or until apples and potatoes are soft and pork is no longer pink in center. Serve immediately.
Yield: 4 servings
Prep Time: 25 min
Cook Time: 35 min
JH's cellphone rings
What are you waiting for? We got sun, drinks and bikinis over here!
Watch out then for where CF decides to lick.Warm sun, tasty waves, and cold beer. Swimsuits optional.
grossed out by all the things to come to mind
I say, fellow Jacks, be sure and take a supply of Panama Jack's tanning oils and sun block lotions with you. I'd advise Divine Strength, given the boast of the residents, just in case. I'll stay here with Reggie, manning the bar, in case any needs a drink or a yarn from the old days...
Blueberry Peach Crisp
Ingredients:
• Crisco® Original No-Stick Cooking Spray
• 1 (21 oz.) can peach pie filling
• 1/2 cup butter or margarine, melted
• 1 cup Hungry Jack Complete Blueberry Wheat Pancake & Waffle Mix
• 1 cup quick rolled oats
• 1/3 cup brown sugar
• 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
• 1/4 cup chopped pecans
• Whipped cream (optional)Preparation Directions:
1. HEAT oven to 350°F. Coat a 9x9-inch baking pan lightly with no-stick cooking spray. Spread peach pie filling in prepared pan.
2. STIR together melted butter and pancake mix in medium bowl until blended. Stir in oats, brown sugar and cinnamon until evenly moistened and crumbs form. Layer over peach filling. Sprinkle pecans on top.
3. BAKE 30 to 35 minutes or until top is golden brown. Cool at least 10 minutes before serving. Serve with whipped cream, if desired.Yield: 9 Servings
Prep Time: 20 min
Cook Time: 35 min
Hey Jack, the Borg's stealing your turf and making recipes. Just so you know.
Thanks, KC ol boy. I'll inform Master Hungry when he returns...would you like a Dark & Stormy while you're here? Begins mixing drink.
Thanks, KC ol boy. I'll inform Master Hungry when he returns...would you like a Dark & Stormy while you're here? Begins mixing drink.
Nah, I have business at the Winds. Thanks anyways.
Waves, then proceeds to drink KC's D&S.
Is the major here? He said he was going to get a drink. Do you have any warm milk?
Hmm.. You got enough to make another D&S? Perhaps you could tell me one of your stories.. Ever been to the Sahara?
Step right up, Convert Jack, if we ran out of drinks, why, I don't know what would happen to us, Jove preserve us!
Hands Convert a freshly mixed glass.
Now, it's funny you ask about the Sahara, because that is precisely where we ended up once we finished dealing with the Bey of Beni-saf, who had made arrangements for us to travel inland with a guide. We had hoped to avoid any of the warring berbers, but in fact, were caught up in one of the tribal skirmished. They killed our guide, but their chieftain was rather taken with Reggie, and I gifted him with a prodigious amount of lotions and oils. After we aided them in a raid, they allowed us to pass on. But we were caught in a terrible sandstorm somewhere along the road to Ain Sefra, and we were lost for many days in the burning sands...
That's an interesting story.. I've heard you mention the name Reggie before.. Who's Reggie?
Right here, sir. Gives knuckle salute. I was the colonel's aide my entire time in her Majesty's service, and, as you can see, still serve as his man. Yes, what he says is true. I had to fend off the chieftain's attentions until the raid settled our position with the tribe, and we could be on our way. John Barritt was with us, whose ginger beer you are now enjoying in your drink. Don't forget the lion of Khubsheth, sir!
Sees Callous Jack walk in.
G'day, governor. Care for a drink while the Col. tells his tale of our adventure in the Sahara?
I used to be an aide for Major Monogram. Then he started avoiding me and now I might as well be a clinically depressed poodle.
Puts a saucer of milk out for the kitty while the Col. continues his story.
I haven't been this happy since those two nice ladies stroked me during the Sunny Cult's beach party.
Are you in charge here? I would like to join your club, since Major Monogram obviously doesn't want me around anymore.
After days of wandering, we finally found the oasis. We recovered there for almost a week before a caravan came through. They knew of the Caves of Tassili du Hoggar, and gave us directions to the next oasis, where we could find him. Purchasing new camels from them, we continued. On an outcropping above the oasis, we could see the tents of the hermit, Mujabr, who was to be our guide. We agreed to give him a rifle and a case of bullets, and he took us on our way. Two weeks of exhausting, mind numbing travel later, we beheld the Tassili du Hoggar. So began our quest for the entrance to the blocked cave, and the secret of the treasure of which the map spoke.
As PJ continues the tale, Reggie sets Callous Jack up with a gin and tonic.
That Mujabr was the smelliest bugger I ever did meet, he interjects. And to the cat, Always did fancy me a cat. Anything is friendlier than that gorilla.
From the trees out on the lawn:
Ooo-OOO!
Not tanned but well-oiled, Jack Hammer slides up to....the bar
Puts fresh towels down for the sunbathers, as Panama continues.
Errr...
The beach party was a cover used to disguise our planning session for our next raid. We have eliminated the Sunny Godhead cult as a target for now, but found them to be a good place to hide our true mission.
Days were spent in the outer caves, searching for blocked passages. Nights were spent on the sides of mountains and hills, searching for the remnants of an entrance. Breaks were spent pouring over the map, trying to discern any landmarks or clues that might have been overlooked before.
After several days, we finally had luck. Mujabr, having grown bored of accompanying and then of watching our exertions, took to having target practice on rocks with his new rifle--a fast improvement on the ancient musket he still used. He found us in such a state of excitement, Reggie could hardly translate his eccentric mix of Berber dialectic and highly dubious Arabic. He reported hearing crystal shatter after he fired his rifle, and that the rock surface he had fired at was not damaged at all. We inspected the sight, and Barritt and Reggie were convinced that he had finally been in the sun too long. I pointed out that the dirty fellow had probably never been out of the sun for longer than the period of time that it sets here, and reached into my bag for one of the more potent oils that it has been my pleasure to procure. Squirting the bottles content on the rock surface, it disappeared, to be replaced with darkness. The hermit fled the area in terror. The rock surface was an illusion, hiding a cave. Getting our equipment, we proceeded on our exploration. Further inside, we found another barrier--a wall that looked like mud had run down from the ceiling of the cave and frozen into stone as it flowed downward. We found impaction marks in the mud, and a few places where it was worn thin enough to have broken through. The cave continued on the other side! Shining our lights into the newly opened passage, we caught the glint of broken glass off of the floor before us. Taking shovels and picks in hand, we battered and dug our way through the wall of flowing stone. Our way cleared, we proceeded into the mysterious room of broken glass...
The clubhouse phone rings
Hey! I've got a whole bunch of drinks still over here at SunnyG's pad. Are we playing more volleyball?
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Crescent Potato Puffs
Ingredients:
• Crisco® Original No-Stick Cooking Spray
• 2 large eggs
• 1/2 cup finely shredded carrot
• 1 teaspoon chicken flavor instant bouillon
• 2 tablespoons chopped chives
• 1/2 teaspoon salt (optional)
• 1 cup water
• 1/2 cup milk
• 2 cups Hungry Jack® Mashed Potatoes, flakes
• 1 (8 oz.) can refrigerated crescent dinner rolls
• 1 cup (4 oz.) shredded Cheddar cheese
Preparation Directions:
1. HEAT oven to 375°F. Spray a 13x9-inch pan with no-stick cooking spray.
2. BEAT eggs in large microwave-safe bowl. Reserve about 2 tablespoons beaten egg. Add carrot, bouillon, chives, salt, water and milk to eggs in bowl. Mix well. Microwave on HIGH for 2 1/2 minutes or just until hot. Mix in potato flakes.
3. SPRAY a flat surface with no-stick cooking spray. Unroll dough into 2 long rectangles. Overlap long sides to form large rectangle. Firmly press perforations and edges to seal. Press or roll to form 14x10-inch rectangle. Spread potato mixture over dough. Sprinkle with cheese. Roll up dough starting with long side. Seal long edge. Cut crosswise into 8 slices. Place cut side down in prepared pan. Press to flatten slightly. Brush with reserved beaten egg.
4. BAKE 25 to 30 minutes or until golden brown. Cool in pan 3 minutes. Remove from pan. Serve warm.
TIP To make ahead, prepare recipe as directed through Step 3. Cover and refrigerate for up to 2 hours before baking.
Yield: 8 servings
Prep Time: 40 min
Cook Time: 30 min
Gets up, shuffles around yawning loudly, sees Reggie already has the coffee pots brewed and that Hungry has puffs on the buffet table for breakfast. PJ gets his breakfast and shuffles over to his stool behind the bar.
Good morning, Jacks...it feels like it's going to be long day, what-what?
Drones show up collect the cans, check the generator and leave beer
Looks like housekeeping was already here! Good show!
Be wary, Brothers Jack. For in the land of SunnyG the Goddess of Volleyball does reside. If she can't win the game by normal means she is known to have 'accidental' wardrobe malfunctions, in order to distract her opponents. Believe me losing the game is well worth one of these shows.
This is a skill I cannot duplicate for I go to the land of SunnyG in the buff, to make it easier for all to gaze at the glory of the Jacks.