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Go ahead, rub it in

Does, that mean we can sing "He’s a rib man… na na na na na. He’s a rib man….???

No it doesn’t. But I got it all day anyway. At the office. At day care. At the grocery store.

Thanks to Susan, let it be known from now until eternity (at least until another catchy phrase comes along), that I am the rib man.

Click here for the evidence.

Comments 5

  1. Mr. Sun wrote:

    Oh, Herb. How could you?

    Posted 18 May 2006 at 12:06 am
  2. herb wrote:

    Mr. Sun:

    It’s the other-other-other white meat.

    Posted 18 May 2006 at 12:27 am
  3. David - the real rib man - Hoggard wrote:

    Hmmmph.

    Go to my place… if you dare.

    Posted 18 May 2006 at 6:51 am
  4. Anna wrote:

    Well now I know who to put in charge of the grill :-)!! I, like my little sister am perfectly happy to bask in the glory of your labors!!

    Posted 18 May 2006 at 8:16 am
  5. herb wrote:

    It wasn’t my idea!

    Posted 18 May 2006 at 8:41 am