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Meat Slingers – A band of gypsies

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Back in my kickball daze, I mean days, I was the fucking king of Sunday raging. It was typical to wake up at noon and grab your left over 30 pack. Not many are left but you've also got some TN whisky. Now get to interstate park.

The next thing you know, it's 6 o'clock and you're a handful of hello shots in  snorting aderol in the nastiest bathroom in LR.

While you're out at Interstate park you notice a rape van pull up. Here's the thing, its not full of rapist but full of Meat Slinging Gypsies. Holy shit. They roll out of the van dragging satchels filled with booze. Kings of grilling and partying. It was good times. GOOD TIMES.

So I haven't seen this van or band of gypsies in some time, like years. Lat night they were seen… at Town Pump, fucking classic.

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PFunks, PBR, and a Patty Melt

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Wolves do work.
Wolves do not forgive or forget.
Wolves eat sandwiches hard as eff.

It was Thursday night crunk in the Rock,  like 70° outside, February mind you. Patio weather so me and Scotty did some work up in Hillcrest. The Fountain's glorious Kroger parking lot overlooking patio murdered some longnecks. Then we headed to Town Pump for pub fare.

Upon arrival, it was crawling with Classties. Awesome. You know PBR happened too. Then it was grub time. Scotty went for the throat and ordered the Guvnah Beebe Patty Melt. It's a freaking burger on Rye. Smart shit. Then he really started using his gray matter. How about cheddar and japs on the Town Chips. Brilliant. PFunks, PBR and a Patty Melt.

QBAP. GTP. BBQ.

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Pump It Up Mexican Stylee

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Desperate times call for desperate measures. I can’t think of many Mexican places I can walk into on a Monday night around 10 and sit down for some la comida mexicana. (In fact I can’t think of any. If you know of one post in comments.) Since there were no Mexican shops open, I chose the next best thing, Town Pump. Are you questioning my fucking bro logic? You must be hatin on me.
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What is classified as Mexican? As far as I’m concerned tortilla and corn chips. You can slop anything on top and it’s Mexican. Sure a few of you pricks are scoffing at this knowledge bomb butt fucking your brain, but I’m right. Put any meat in a tortilla and it’s a burrito. Nothing more Mexican than chips and (any) dip. Am I right?

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Luckily for me Town Pump does food like a boss. I like my chips red and blue. Makes me feel patriotic. I like my queso in a bowl you can eat. Ya they do that too. Loryn’s Queso is pretty damn good. I don’t count calories so I’m not too concerned about the impact this edible arrangement has on my waist.

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While I might be a liar, I’m not gonna sit here and lie to you about the chicken quesadilla. It was decent but not enough to gloat about. It hit the spot but I’m probably gonna stick to town chips and tamales. In closing I’ll gossip a little. They changed their “Ouch” wing sauce. This shit is a punisher. Smoky chipotle like. I would be scared to put 12 wings down bathed in this ish.

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Standard Operating Procedure – Town Pump

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I did a quick tally while bellied up at t pump, I’ve had 3/4 of the menu. That my friend is not a bad thing. I did learn some wild shit while bar side. Brace yourself. Town Pump tamales are in fact Doe’s tamales. Doe’s is one of those places I should fucking love. It’s got crunk old black men, it’s dirtier than shit, and the tamales are fire. The caveat is price. They are some proud mofos and charge you for it. Town Pump doesn’t sodomize you when you eat there so I’m pretty much a believer.
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Just when you thought shit couldn’t get any more real, they bust out the MOTHERFUCKING Sriracha. Town Chips, check. Queso, check, Japs, check. Sriracha, jizz my pants. My fear is the Sriracha bottle grows legs and walks out. Not that a bro would swipe hot sauce, but crazier shit has happened.

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In case you didn’t know, Narwhals are the unicorns of the sea, and I love tacos. In many cases, I relate dollar$ and cents to tacos. Let’s be honest, 1 taco = $1. That would be for a standardized taco. Juice heads, Town Pump has mini tacos… with red shells. You could theoretically carry a few in your pocket and use them as change. Imagine buying a tube of AstroGlide for $8 and 3 mini tacos. This is pretty stupid but it makes perfect sense. Also, I love their salza. Just in case you didn’t know.

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You know what else is up? Buffalo chicken strips on a sandwich with crumpled bleu cheese and some town chips. That’s what’s up’s. Brothers fuck sake, take your ass to the Pump. Play some shuffle board. Go on a Tuesday for karaoke and meet your future wife cause it’s crawling with slammies. Do all those things and tell me about it.

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Wolf Lunch Double Trouble Dos Burgs – Town Pump – Little Rock

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The strength of the wolf is the pack and the strength of the pack is the wolf.
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When two or more wolves are gathered together it is a good thing and angels get their fucking wings or something. Saturday hangover special: Mandate Town Pump style.

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BBQ Bacon Cheeseburger
Town Chips
Budwolfser

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Guacamole Burger
Town Chips, wing sauce on side
Budwolfser

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Tamales – Town Pump – LR y’all

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As a rule of thumb I don’t dig Doe’s Eat Place, at least the LR location. I’ve had their tamales and they’re pretty clutch, however, the restaurant is fucking gross. Enter Town Pump: one of my favorite watering holes. I blog their food too much and drink too many PBR’s at this place. Last night tamales happened. Beef Tamales and Chili with big honking kidney beans. I fully endorse this appetizer.

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Xoxo LR. Jk fuck.

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Hot Wings and White Russians – Town Pump – Little Rock

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Days like these call for drastic actions. The South is ravaged by natural disaster and I was ravaged by a stupid fucking hangover. Kickball was canceled and I had nothing to do. Town Pump was my beacon.

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12 Ouch Hot Wings
1 Pitcher of White Russians
$18+/-

My fucking skull was sweating. The Ouch sauce was spicy as hell. Outstanding to say the least. Like 7 times outstandings.

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