haha, mine is just a basic one, only big enough for two people's meals I'd say. And like you said, it basically looks like a little crock pot, and just sits right on the kitchen counter.

Comes in VERY handy when I have friends over to play poker, watch sports, or if I just get struck with a major case of the munchies

 

well, when i moved to michigan, my grandmother asked me if i wanted it. one of my relatives got it for her for christmas...who the hell buys an 80 year old woman a deep fryer?!?! so she gave it to me, and i didnt use it for a long time, until i decided to buy wings and try it out, and its great!

 

They really are a handy little thing to have. My dad is really big into cooking outside. So he has a grille with a MASSIVE deep fryer next to it on his back porch. Whever he grilled out, we'd ALWAYS have at least one side dish from that deep fryer. And although that's about as unhealthy as it gets, it's oooooh so tasty So basically when I moved outta their house, I had to have one of my own, it had become part of my life

 

I dont have a personal fryer. I just use a big pot and a gallon of veggie oil. Then I buy raw chicken strips from the store, flour, batter, and Old Bay (yes... uber good stuff) and fry em up!

 

hmm..i also make chicken "fingers"...but i use bread crumbs with egg and some montreal seasoning...

 

who cares what name a member is given? 1st gear, turbo, bad@ss posting machine.

lol

who cares.

 

well, some people do care...at another forum, which is an "domestic forum", we have engine sizes offered in the specific model...an example in civic terms would be "b16 member"...

 

now now... not everything matters on size!!!

 

One of Florida's finest senior citizens went down to his local Chevrolet dealer and bought a brand new Corvette convertible.

Heading off the car lot and down the road, he floored it and enjoyed the wind blowing through what little hair he had left on his head. "This is great," he thought as he roared down I-75.

Then he looked in his rear view mirror and saw a Florida State Highway Patrol Trooper behind him, blue lights flashing and siren blaring.

"I can get away from him with no problem" thought the man as he stood on the gas pedal -- 80, 120, 150, 180 mph.

Then, he thought, "What am I doing? I'm too old for this kind of thing." He pulled over to the side of the Interstate and waited for the trooper to catch up with him.

The trooper pulled in behind the Corvette and walked up to the Corvette. "Sir," he said, looking at his watch. "My shift ends in 30 minutes and today is Friday. If you can give me a reason why you were speeding that I've never heard before, I'll let you go."

The man looked at the trooper and said: "Fifteen years ago, my wife ran off with a Florida State Trooper, and I thought you were bringing her back."

"Have a good day, Sir," said the Trooper.

 

random thought:


.... whats up with girls who where tight shirts and tight pants when it looks like there back and sides are about to explode? is that sexy these days?

plus the whole gut hanging out thing...[:'(] ill will gladly pitch in for the extra inch of shirt.