stxrus
Doctor of Teleocity
Like dkmw said, I can't think of a bean (or pea for that matter) that I didn't like
Do you like beans?
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Nightclub Dwight
Friend of Leo's
Yes. I love all beans. I prepare dried beans every week or two, or use canned beans when I don't have time.
A lot of people don't like Lima beans, but love the Lima beans that I make.
I grew a nice crop of vacarro beans this past summer. Are these not the coolest looking beans you've ever seen?
A lot of people don't like Lima beans, but love the Lima beans that I make.
I grew a nice crop of vacarro beans this past summer. Are these not the coolest looking beans you've ever seen?
Nightclub Dwight
Friend of Leo's
Mamouns is the falafel of my youth! I grew up eating this at their New Haven location. Back in the '80s when I was a punk rock kid with no money, we could always afford to get a falafel sandwich and a piece of Turkish delight at Mamouns when we were walking around the city at night. Great stuff.
I wish the World could get along just like those beans!
Love Baked Beans, as someone else said, especially Bush's Baked Beans.
We always make a point to stop by their visitor center in Chestnut Hill, TN whenever we are out that way. The GPS always manages to take us by there
www.bushbeans.com
We always make a point to stop by their visitor center in Chestnut Hill, TN whenever we are out that way. The GPS always manages to take us by there
Visitor Center | BUSH’S® Beans
Our Visitor Center is located in Chestnut Hill, TN. Visit and learn about our history, our beans and how we’ve spent 110 years spreading the good bean word.
Manual Slim
Poster Extraordinaire
only lima beans are not my friend. all others are welcome.
jackinjax
Friend of Leo's
To quote my dad, "Beans, beans, good for your heart, the more you eat the faster you start". There's a different version, but, he was a Baptist preacher.
985plowboy
Poster Extraordinaire
Yes to beans
ClashCityTele
Friend of Leo's
Laser beans -
Beans are great.
Once upon a time, there lived a man who had a terrible passion for baked beans.
He loved them dearly, but they always had an embarrassing and somewhat explosive effect on him.
One day he met a girl and fell in love. When it became apparent that they would marry, he thought to himself, “she’ll never go through with the marriage with me carrying on like this,” so he made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans. Shortly afterward, they were married.
A few months later, on the way home from work, his car broke down. Since they lived in the country, he called his wife and told her that he would be late because he had to walk home. On his way, he passed a small cafe and the wonderful aroma of baked beans overwhelmed him. Since he still had several miles to walk he figured he could walk off any ill effects before he got home.
So he went in, ordered, and had 3 extra large helpings of delicious baked beans. He farted all the way home. By the time he arrived home he felt reasonably safe.
His wife met him at the door and seemed somewhat excited. She exclaimed, “Darling, I have the most wonderful surprise for you for dinner tonight!” She put a blindfold on him, and led him to his chair at the head of the table and made him promise not to peek.
At this point he was beginning to feel another one coming on. Just as his wife was about to remove the blindfold, the telephone rang. She again made him promise not to peek until she returned, and away she went to answer the phone.
While she was gone, he seized the opportunity. He shifted his weight to one leg and let go. It was not only loud, but also ripe as a rotten egg. He had a hard time breathing, so he felt for his napkin and fanned the air about him.
He had just started to feel better, when another urge came on. He raised his leg and RRIIIPPPP!!! It sounded like a diesel engine revving, and smelled worse. To keep from gagging, he tried fanning his arms a while, hoping the smell would dissipate. Then he got another urge. This was a real blue ribbon winner, the windows shook, the dishes on the table rattled and a minute later the flowers on the table fell over. While keeping an ear tuned in on the conversation in the hallway, and keeping his promise of staying blindfolded, he carried on like this for the next ten minutes, farting and fanning each time with his napkin. When he heard the phone farewells he neatly laid his napkin on his lap and folded his hands on top of it.
Smiling contentedly, he was the picture of innocence when his wife walked in. Apologizing for taking so long, she asked if he had peeked at the dinner table. After assuring her he had not peeked, she removed the blindfold and yelled, “SURPRISE!!!”
There, seated around the table to his great alarm, were twelve dinner guests for his surprise birthday party!
Once upon a time, there lived a man who had a terrible passion for baked beans.
He loved them dearly, but they always had an embarrassing and somewhat explosive effect on him.
One day he met a girl and fell in love. When it became apparent that they would marry, he thought to himself, “she’ll never go through with the marriage with me carrying on like this,” so he made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans. Shortly afterward, they were married.
A few months later, on the way home from work, his car broke down. Since they lived in the country, he called his wife and told her that he would be late because he had to walk home. On his way, he passed a small cafe and the wonderful aroma of baked beans overwhelmed him. Since he still had several miles to walk he figured he could walk off any ill effects before he got home.
So he went in, ordered, and had 3 extra large helpings of delicious baked beans. He farted all the way home. By the time he arrived home he felt reasonably safe.
His wife met him at the door and seemed somewhat excited. She exclaimed, “Darling, I have the most wonderful surprise for you for dinner tonight!” She put a blindfold on him, and led him to his chair at the head of the table and made him promise not to peek.
At this point he was beginning to feel another one coming on. Just as his wife was about to remove the blindfold, the telephone rang. She again made him promise not to peek until she returned, and away she went to answer the phone.
While she was gone, he seized the opportunity. He shifted his weight to one leg and let go. It was not only loud, but also ripe as a rotten egg. He had a hard time breathing, so he felt for his napkin and fanned the air about him.
He had just started to feel better, when another urge came on. He raised his leg and RRIIIPPPP!!! It sounded like a diesel engine revving, and smelled worse. To keep from gagging, he tried fanning his arms a while, hoping the smell would dissipate. Then he got another urge. This was a real blue ribbon winner, the windows shook, the dishes on the table rattled and a minute later the flowers on the table fell over. While keeping an ear tuned in on the conversation in the hallway, and keeping his promise of staying blindfolded, he carried on like this for the next ten minutes, farting and fanning each time with his napkin. When he heard the phone farewells he neatly laid his napkin on his lap and folded his hands on top of it.
Smiling contentedly, he was the picture of innocence when his wife walked in. Apologizing for taking so long, she asked if he had peeked at the dinner table. After assuring her he had not peeked, she removed the blindfold and yelled, “SURPRISE!!!”
There, seated around the table to his great alarm, were twelve dinner guests for his surprise birthday party!
This dude has way more will power than me. I got sick of beans out of the can just watching the video.
playforfun
Tele-Afflicted
The only bean/pea I don’t like are called English peas around here.
d barham
Tele-Afflicted
Yes. I love beans.
omahaaudio
Friend of Leo's
Beanz Meanz Heinz
I eat them sometimes. There okay but not a staple I want all the time.
My dad told the same joke 30 or so years ago !
