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| 1hop2 is the internet site devoted to the love of and affection for Hot Buttered Noogies. People Love 'em and they've got to have 'em! We got 'em!
Our MissionOur mission is the search, capture, and wholesale slaughter of Hot Buttered Noogies for your dining pleasure. Greater men than I have tried to stomach the gut wrenching screams when knifing and extermination of these loveable little creatures. I however, am determined to stick it through in order to deliver these tastie little noogies to your dinner room table in their own delectable butter sauce. Warning Less scrupulous vendors of noogies will sometimes ship you defective, not-dead noogies. These are difficult to handle as they struggle when you try to roll them in bread crumbs or scream as you drop them into the the steamer. After they've clawed your hands and bled all over your counter during your meal preparations, remind yourself to next time buy only top quality, Eichhorn's Hot Buttered Noogies!
Contact InformationIf you wish to contact the author of this web site in regards to this presentation on Hot Buttered Noogies, you have a lot more time on your hands than I do. I would recommend you take up a hobby, or perhaps do some volunteer work. If things work out, you might end up doing some volunteer. It's generally not good procedure to volunteer to do some volunteer unless they think you've actually volunteered to volunteer and not the other way around. Anyway, you're obviously spending too much time in front of the computer and desperately need to get a life. If that doesn't work out, the next best thing is to get a wife. Having a wife is just about as good as having a life, but there's plenty of supervision. If having a wife doesn't agree with you, well, that would be about par for the course. Your wife will just about never agree with you. That's why you got married in the first place. If she tricks you into having children, Nelly bar the door. You'll be surrounded by surly ingrates who'll treat you and the old lady like bad step children and suck your money like a North American lamprey feasting on the blood of a chinook salmon. And of course she'll blame you like it was your idea. It wasn't your idea! If you had any idea you wouldn't have gotten married in the first place! You would have been perfectly happy pumping volunteers you'd picked up while helping on an NPR fund raising drive hoping you'd get an opening to pick up Gretchen Helfridge or at least Terry Gross. Hell, Ira Glass, in a pinch. If you looked into it, that Tommy Magliosy or what ever his name is on Car Talk can't seem to hold onto a wife, so he's probably available. He's ugly, but at least you could get your car fixed. Or you could contact the author. That's me. It's how we all got started on this diatribe in the first place. I wouldn't actually like to get it on with the "and Clack" guy or Ira Glass, but I would sure like to meet that Gretchen Helfridge babe.
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