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Well, we’re movin’ back up (movin’ back up) To Whitefish Bay (movin’ back up) To a reg-u-lar house, on the ground (movin’ back up) Well, we’re movin’ back up (movin’ back up) To Whitefish Bay (movin’ back up) Emily made us an apple pie. (ooooooo) Read more →

So, yeah.  We missed the train.  But when life gives you lemonade, you mix it with beer and make shandy. Or in our case, you hit the food court… For some of the best Doggs we’ve had in a while. However, they had a sign up at the cash register which said “Please check your order when you get it,… Read more →

When there was no food left in Chicago, Nate made the ultimate sacrifice and turned himself into a burrito.  What a host! Read more →

Chicago Style: cheap ingredients, soggy, poorly assembled, impossible to eat.  So basically it was perfect. Chili Cheese:  I think this is the “before” picture, but I could be wrong. Chili Mustard Ketchup…   yup. Nice pole, Grypp. That’s better. Read more →

I have to say, it was good system. Read more →

This picture is available in resolutions up to 2048 x 1536 for walpapers or corporate uses.   Copyright Ken’s Pants 2009. Read more →

Blue, Blue, Blue, Blue Moon…. You saw me drinking alone… A heated discussion about…  let’s say “ribs.” But there was one thing we could all agree on. Read more →

Ribfest company script. So Jolly, did you win the insulation raffle? Making delicate comparisons… Read more →

First, we had to fix Nate’s stove.   Although, if you ask him, it may not have been broken before we started… Flame on! Welshire Farms Applewood-Smoked Thick-Sliced Center-Cut Salt-Cured Bacon cooked to Grypp’s specifications. Bacon, blueberry donut, coffee on the side.  F-ing Win. Read more →