sausage party!

look at all that sausage ... no, on the grill 

so fellas, we all know how it goes. you live with a few guys, and then a couple more show up with some beer, and before you know it, you've got a full blown manfest: seven, eight, ten, twelve dudes hanging out and not one dudette to lively up the place. well fret no more, because it's 2k5, and such situations aren't necessarily a bad thing ...

i give you the sausage party! from now on, whenever you find way too many y-chromosomes lumbering about your humble abode, just make a run to the grocery store, fire up the grill, and voila! what was once so deeply rooted in negative connotations is now the highlight of your midweek.

we tested out this new fad last night; we being myself and five other male-types, and i've got to say, it was pretty refreshing. the only problems came about when six guys are huddled around our tiny-ass grill, each thinking they're the superior grill-master, and the others should step back and show some respect. other than the tensely-testoronic moments like these, a sausage party isn't all that bad. next time the ladies won't give you the time of day, then i'd suggest you get with the program.

sausage parties: uniting dudes from all over the world. do you really want to be out of the loop?


[coming soon: the sausage jarty ... that's right, it does exist]