My drunken chef experience was 40 years in the making..but finally got it. Sorry for the delay. Here is my story.
Many years ago, in a far off distant galaxy at the ripe age of 4, I wanted to have a drunken chef tale to tell. In order to accomplish this, I needed two things, food, and beer. We all know that the beer comes first (because we have to drink while we cook of course) so I set out on a mission to find the best beverage ever consumed by the human race. I looked everywhere and asked everyone yet I couldn't seem to obtain the quest for spirits. With every request I made, it was the same answer, "your to young, you'll put your eye out".
When I realized my age was going to be a problem and without the alcohol I could not fulfill the entire formula of Drunken + Chef = DrunkenChef, I tried to scare them into serving me......
To my amazement, this did not work. So, being the determined young pioneer that I was, I tried hiring the services of a more powerful force to help me in my quest....
At first, he seemed very responsive on helping me on this seemingly impossible mission...that is until he saw my shirt and realized I was a fan of Batman. He quickly departed and I was once again left on my own to figure out this dilemma. At this point, I was desperate and realized desperate measures were going to have to be taken if I were to fulfill my purpose in this life. In my desperate state of mind, I did the only thing I could do, I held them at gunpoint. To prove I was serious, I shot the damn dog!
At last, my demands for the elusive beer in the little green bottle were met. I finally got my Little Kings.
Now that I obtained 1/2 of of the equation, it was time to fulfill the 2nd half of the mission, the food. We decided on fish..so we went fishing...
I thought I had caught plenty for dinner.....
But she said it wasn't big enough so I went and got a bigger one (I later found out she wasn't talking about the fish)
After a beautiful fish dinner, we decided to relax and have a wonderful glass of cheap ass wine....
and finally...we had desert....Smores......yes its smores..what did you think it was you friggen pervert?
And with that, my 40 year quest for a drunken chef experience was finally complete.....aahhhhhhhh