Go ahead, rub it in

By Herb Everett | Published: 5/17/2006

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.

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5 Comments

  1. Mr. Sun
    Posted 5/18/2006 at 12:06 am | Permalink

    Oh, Herb. How could you?

    Reply
  2. herb
    Posted 5/18/2006 at 12:27 am | Permalink

    Mr. Sun:

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

    Reply
  3. David - the real rib man - Hoggard
    Posted 5/18/2006 at 6:51 am | Permalink

    Hmmmph.

    Go to my place… if you dare.

    Reply
  4. Anna
    Posted 5/18/2006 at 8:16 am | Permalink

    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!!

    Reply
  5. herb
    Posted 5/18/2006 at 8:41 am | Permalink

    It wasn’t my idea!

    Reply

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