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Fantastic word game

The door was already open as a ree-sult o' me tossin' that thar pocket change at the doorman n' gettin' him to avert his eyes.

Best $0.53 ever spent.
 
In a local diner, his eyes scanned the menu until he found the meal o' his likin', which ended up bein' a big ol' chicken fried steak with double mashed potatoes.

Slipped one in on me, you did, Padre. That's cool. We'll just increase our bottom line n' get us one step closer to the Quest.
 
Culinary skills are in rather short supply at these corporate chain restaurants, n' it's egg-zactly why I find myself always partakin' my meals at one o' the many hole-in-a-wall eateries.

O' which there are an ample supply 'round these parts.
 
The many hole-in-a-wall eateries, as an ending clue, in which rose substitutes "a" for "the" in the common expression, might fall short of demerit worthiness, but the subject/verb clash in the Padre's "Chicken fried steak with double mashed potatoes are" definitely meets the standard.

That's singular, as all menu items with "with" in their names are.
 
Standard fare to have an eatin' establishment with a hole in a/the wall (er three) 'round here, so fer-give the linguistical slippage, but that ain't near'n a concern as the heavy build up of grease dripping from the vent hood.

They ain't called greasy spoons fer nuthin'.
 
The heavy build up of grease dripping from the vent hood at Martell's Tiki Bar & Restaurant on the boardwalk in Point Pleasant, NJ was something I spent about a month scrapping and scrubbing once during a winter break from college.

That thing was squeaky clean and looking like new when I was done with it.
 
During a winter break from college, I ree-turned home to the ETX in hope o' findin' a sturdy girl to take back with me.

It gets a lil' cold in Austin, n' them beanpole ladies from the big cities just couldn't keep the temperature up on that young, Stetson-wearin' greenhorn.
 
A sturdy girl to take back with me (a sturdier one, as those looking for a more precise description prefer) is exactly what I got when I picked my intern up outside a certain ETX barn after she'd spent a couple of weeks doing farm chores.
 
The upstairs hallway closet is where I just found one o' scanman's uniformed security guards, playin' on his personal phone n' generally goofin' off, so I reckon the HOSS ain't too far away from the scene.

I reckon he's just givin' us the ol' silent treatment. Then again, maybe he's taken up employment in the schoolhouse, under the die-rect supervision of, one, Mr. Allen. 🤷
 
A nap is the right so-lution fer rewardin' a lil' hard day's work, n' to pro-vide us with that much-needed, insomnia-invokin', rest n ree-laxashun, here's WMC.

Just kiddin' ya, WMC. I was headin' fer the sack anyway. A pleasant evenin' to all.
 
Here's WMC (Me, as I prefer) to point out that nobody noticed dmargalotti's spelling error in Contribution #53,330 whereby he spelled 'scraping' as 'scrapping' so I feel the right thing to do is issue 3 demerits to dmargalotti for the infraction, 3 to the DOL for completely missing it, and 2 to rosecity for also missing it, calling me out for boring contributions but doing some mighty fine posting throughout the day.

And never again will you hear me issue a compliment like that in his die-rection.
 
Mighty fine posting throughout the day is what each o' is strive fer, but even the ol' hayseed, once in awhile, pulls the standard swing and a miss.

Much o-bliged, WMC. Mighty wicked pissah o' you to say, whether you ever place 'nother lovely note in my roadside mailbox, er not.
 


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