This interests me. i am MOST intrigued..

lol i remember that. if i remember correctly, they said that a tennis racket was also needed.

i looked it up and found it just involves a tennis racket and syrup, and hitting someone's belly with a racket so it causes the waffle marks. I could have sworn there was all kinds of condiments and a vacuum involved! I'm a little disappointed, but i still want one.

That's the Super-Awful Waffle you're thinking of.

Put me in it so it can be the most uncomfortable drawing humanly possible.

Girl, i don't know what your cachter looks like.

he looks like a BITCH

But I think you knew that already.

(feel free to ask any kuestions)

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i do not know what your character looks like.

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5822545/
=D

I want in~!!

I would love to partake in the squirtings~

Girl, i don't even know who you are. Where'd you come from?

ME!!!!!
I'll give you a blue waffle too

But which character ???

Diamond!!!!! =D

Oh i didn't realize that a blue waffle was an actual thing till just now.

it's i hope we never part, now get it right or pay the price.

hihihihihh

hello.

angry deer! I've been drawing a bunch of deer lately.

SCHOOLGIRL.

That was meant to say absolutely but apparently my phone would rather I type schoolgirl.

Stomachs are spoiled by condiments! You've got to eat them raw if you want to enjoy the full flavour!

Also I would enjoy being 'creepy guy in the background #26' in said pic. I didn't have the acting background neccesary for 1-25. The director also said my snout was TOO POINTY.

An awful waffle or how about a coffle of Scurrows chasing a falafel?

at waffle house i hope

you're being in this picture whether you want to or not. In fact, i already drew you holding me down.

murrrr!

that looks pretty brutal. Are those people ok??

If there's room, add me heheh

me me me!

Sounds yummy!

i kind of had you in mind already, it's a matter of weather i can pull it off successfully.

oohhhhh baby, you've been thinking about me.

Can I be trying to catch it in my mouth

Catch what? THE HEAT OF THE MOMENT?

yes
if you can draw that then I'd pretty much bow to you as my deity

There's this stupid Rhode Island restaurant chain called "Newport Creamery," where they claim to specialize in ice cream, but the ice cream is mediocre. I think that when restaurants hype their own ice cream too much it's probably to get you to try something other than their terrible meals. Maybe I'm just just ignorant of the finer aspects of gourmet ice cream though, because I sort of hate ice cream alot!
Anyway, there's like, one Newport Creamery for every two towns here. Everyone in Rhode Island pretends to love the Newport Creameries, because they're a local phenomenon, and we desperately want to believe there's an advantage to living in this state apart from our low rate of yacht tax.

Oh right, my point is that their signature product is a beverage called the "Awful Awful" and I had to read a hundred ads for that shit growing up. "AWFUL, AWFUL; it's a drink." "AWFUL big, AWFUL good." "I wanna AWFUL AWFUL awful bad!" "It's not awful, it's AWFUL AWFUL."

Anyway, they just took a 'thick' milkshake (which personally I can't tell apart from a normal milkshake) and made it available in a humongous novelty cup the height of my head! Might not sound like anything special, but it's actually a little disgusting how far they took the big cup idea. Seriously, look at this fucking cup!
http://tomatosoup.typepad.com/photo.....9/img_0014.jpg
I think the cup was designed by fat fetishists, or maybe it was chosen by some evil Texan spy who was trying to give us higher diabetes rates than them. Maybe they're meant to be shared? In any case, to drink an entire Large Awful Awful by yourself is to spend 6$ to puke a gallon of dairy. You could send yourself to the awful awful dairy hell more economically by drinking a milk-jug from the 7-11 all at once, but that wouldn't support local franchises I guess.

"AWFUL, AWFUL, IT'S A DRINK!"

I love when these restaurants have some type of "massive amounts of food" gimmick. By "love" i mean hate. Like "Oh here's a 19 pound hamburger, can you finish it by yourself? prove your manliness!" There's a bunch of stuff that proves your manliness even though it completely shouldn't, like how much food you can wolf down, how spicy something you're eating is and how well you handle it, how rare you like your hamburgers, not eating vegetables.

The dairy industry likes to make it like you can drink a ton of milk all day and it's nothing but good for you, but then people think that milk shakes and ice cream are good for you and they drink a ton of it, when reality there's a lot of studies that milk isn't even good for you in the first place. I don't like this movement of milk being this fun thing you can chug, i think milk is fucking disgusting. I should draw someone dumping a mllk shake on Scurrow's belly.

There's another restaurant like that called "Spike's Junkyard Dogs" which I can't really uh, bear to buy food from unless I'm broke but I love the decoration! Every wall is coverred in Polaroid photographs of dumpy frowning men making a sorta "Help me I'm going to vomit" eyes at the camera. They're all aimed at the center of the tiny little booth the customer section of this restaurant is smushed into, staring at you eat, looking disgusted. I was mystified by the photos at first but it turns out they hold a contest where if you can eat ten of their hotdogs consecutively they give you all the money you spent back and a T-shirt and they put your photo on the wall of champions. Also if you come close, and eat nine or eight hotdogs, you get your photo on the wall of shame. For some reason it's shameful to eat eight hotdogs in a row but not nine, because I dunno I guess this restaurant was invented by a person who wants to attract absurdly fat men into a tiny booth coverred in photos of nauseous versions of the fat men who came before. It's like an art project! Anyway I guess polaroid cameras stopped existing and it's too much trouble to print naseau photos digitally so it's been the same puke-guy-photos for a year or so.

That's in Boston, right? I've actually been there, and I think there's even 2 of them, one is basically a garage with hot dogs and the other is an actual room with seats. The good thing about that place is they have veggie dogs so i can't really complain about them too much, at least they have that going for them. The bigger one that you can actually sit down in had only a few photos and i remember there was one photo of some skinny girl that ate like, 18 hot dogs or something all the way at the top. I think it's even worse when a skinny person is up on the wall as the biggest eater because then fat people try to take back their title, and they figure "Oh if this tiny girl ate 18 hot dogs, i can eat 36 or more!!" The truth is, eating is sometimes more than just putting things in your stomach, there is mental energy and strength needed to complete the task at hand. I wonder what would have happened if i ate a record number of veggie dogs, they probably would put my picture up wearing a green V or something.

My Spikes' is in Providence! They're all over and that's alarming.

But yeah, it's kinda weird how professional eaters (which is a real thing, not that it actually pays well) are usually skinny, because dietting between competitions lets them have less pressure on their stomachs. Anyway, whoa, I guess yours has a skinny person on the wall? It'd be kind of awful (awful) if a competitive eater showed up in a Spikes just to shame all the fat wall-champions, even though I dunno what else Spikes is for if not to act as some sort of competitive eating battleground you only visit because the cashier will count your eatings.

I believe a tennis racket was involved, hence the "waffle" part of it (you'd be hit with it). I think that and the condiments being involved somehow was the most info about what it is the show gave you.

Yeah, there's a comment above where i explain what it is, i ended up looking it up. It's just a tennis racket and maple syrup, i swore there was a vacuum and a spatula involved. I guess my new invention of belly mess should have it's own name. Artful wartful? Lawful Waffle? Dinner and a movie??