I'm a Pulled Pork Banh Mi with Pseriously Psycho Psaigon Psauce.
I’m an egg
by Anonymous | reply 1 | April 10, 2019 1:03 AM |
I hate him almost as much as I do Trump.
by Anonymous | reply 2 | April 10, 2019 1:05 AM |
I'm Chipotle-Lime Dynamite Egg Rolls With Molé-Ginger Dippin' Sauce.
by Anonymous | reply 4 | April 10, 2019 1:16 AM |
I'm Watermelon Margarita. I taste like a lethal combination of radiator fluid and formaldehyde.
I'm also plain, limp, unsalted squid rings served with some sweet sludge which are supposed to be Awesomely Good Rhode Island Calamari.
by Anonymous | reply 5 | April 10, 2019 1:44 AM |
WWs for everyone. I laughed out loud. Is it just that easy?
by Anonymous | reply 6 | April 10, 2019 5:29 PM |
Saturated
by Anonymous | reply 7 | April 10, 2019 5:33 PM |
I'm Guy's Smash Mouth cocktail: one part Clairol Frost & Tip lightening solution to two parts Drakkar Noir and Massengill Extra-Strength Vinegar & Water, served in a glass rimmed with ground puka shells.
by Anonymous | reply 8 | April 10, 2019 5:37 PM |
I'm a Deep Fried Mac and Cheese Poke Bowl garnished with Outrageous Truffle Oil Sriracha.
by Anonymous | reply 9 | April 10, 2019 6:01 PM |
I'm a Car Bomb Mint Mudslide, with Jameson, white and green creme de menthe, chocolate vodka, Kahlua and mint chocolate chip ice cream, served in a schooner with crushed mint Oreo rim.
by Anonymous | reply 10 | April 11, 2019 1:46 AM |
All he ever does is stand there and watch other people cook food and then eat it. He's a totally useless waste of space.
by Anonymous | reply 11 | April 11, 2019 1:58 AM |
I’m the very strong smell of feet in the appetizers
by Anonymous | reply 12 | April 11, 2019 2:13 AM |
His face reminds me of a cockroach.
by Anonymous | reply 13 | April 11, 2019 2:26 AM |
I'm totally into guys who look and act like him (yeah yeah, I know) and yet he skeeves me out.
by Anonymous | reply 14 | April 11, 2019 2:28 AM |
[quote]His face reminds me of a cockroach.
That's really insulting!
by Anonymous | reply 15 | April 11, 2019 2:30 AM |
Heart attack is #3 on the menu.
by Anonymous | reply 16 | April 11, 2019 2:34 AM |
We’re the seed oils he fries everything in.
by Anonymous | reply 17 | April 11, 2019 4:05 AM |
I'm the smell, evoking odors of a Penn Station bathroom.
by Anonymous | reply 18 | April 11, 2019 4:07 AM |
I'm the grease
by Anonymous | reply 20 | April 11, 2019 4:19 AM |
I'm the Donkey Sauce.
by Anonymous | reply 21 | April 11, 2019 4:20 AM |
I'm the deafening noise
by Anonymous | reply 22 | April 11, 2019 4:20 AM |
We're Sam & Ella.
by Anonymous | reply 23 | April 11, 2019 4:20 AM |
I'm the dirty bleached spiky hair you see when Fieri drops by.
by Anonymous | reply 24 | April 11, 2019 4:21 AM |
I'm the fart gas saturating the cushioned seats in the dining room.
by Anonymous | reply 25 | April 11, 2019 4:23 AM |
I am the very tasteless bowling shirts he wears.
by Anonymous | reply 26 | April 11, 2019 4:24 AM |
R15 Sorry. It's just something about him, that reminds me twitching feelers and wiggling mandible bits.
Love, R13
by Anonymous | reply 27 | April 11, 2019 5:00 AM |
I'm a venison burger topped with applewood bacon, cheddar, feta, blue cheese coleslaw, banana pepper rings and "rockin' guac," served with a "dipper" of Guy's special Awesome Sauce.
by Anonymous | reply 28 | April 11, 2019 5:25 AM |
YEE-HAW.
by Anonymous | reply 29 | April 11, 2019 5:59 AM |
I'm the burgeoning suicide stats in Flavortown.
by Anonymous | reply 30 | April 11, 2019 6:06 AM |
One of my favorite lines from Oh Hello was when they dubbed the Times Square restaurant "Guy Fieri's Great American Garbage Fire."
by Anonymous | reply 31 | April 11, 2019 12:27 PM |
I’m the permanent vinegar smell that permeates everything because I, the owner, am a TOTAL DOUCHE.
by Anonymous | reply 32 | April 11, 2019 12:50 PM |
I’m Guy Ferry. Google me.
by Anonymous | reply 33 | April 11, 2019 12:51 PM |
We’re the rapidly rising insulin levels with every bite.
by Anonymous | reply 34 | April 11, 2019 2:11 PM |
I’m the dessert menu. Anyone up for “Guy’s Cheesecake Challenge”? It’s “a mountain of cheesecake topped with pretzels, potato chips and hot fudge”.
No thank you.
by Anonymous | reply 35 | April 11, 2019 4:14 PM |
R35 I thought you were joking but, no, it's a real thing at his Vegas restaurant
by Anonymous | reply 36 | April 11, 2019 4:23 PM |
The microscope slide embedded in the cheesecake is a thoughtful touch. The coroner will want a sample.
by Anonymous | reply 37 | April 11, 2019 4:37 PM |
I'm the nauseated viewer for Food Network where he's on constantly much to my general irritation.
by Anonymous | reply 38 | April 11, 2019 4:54 PM |
I'm one of the dimwitted morons all over the country who flock to his shitty choke and puke restaurants because we stupidly think he's a celebrity and we consider the food this smelly hog serves is good food.
by Anonymous | reply 39 | April 11, 2019 4:57 PM |
I’m the pepperoni lasagna-pizza mashup breaded, deep fried and covered in donkey sauce? Down to Flavor Town!
by Anonymous | reply 40 | April 11, 2019 5:25 PM |
Never watched his show but this thread is gold!
by Anonymous | reply 41 | April 11, 2019 5:25 PM |
I'm the elegant bracelet from the Guy Fieri Signature Collection sold in the gift shop
by Anonymous | reply 42 | April 11, 2019 5:31 PM |
r41 indeed. I'm saving this topic's URL to post in the "how can I lose weight fast?" threads for fasting inspiration.
by Anonymous | reply 43 | April 11, 2019 5:36 PM |
I'm the frozen box of Crispy Cheeseburger Ravioli Bites sold in the gift shop so that you can take a little bit of Flavortown home with you
by Anonymous | reply 44 | April 11, 2019 5:40 PM |
I never watch the Food Network, but now I realize the origin of so much weird/terrible bar food in the last ten years.
by Anonymous | reply 45 | April 11, 2019 5:48 PM |
I like his Diner, Drive ins and Dives show. Found some good places to eat from it.
by Anonymous | reply 46 | April 11, 2019 5:50 PM |
I'm the pair of 300-pound tourists in MAGA hats wedging our way through the door of his Times Square shithole. We just toured Trump Tower and all that walking has made us super hungry. We'll be ordering the Prima Donna Pork-Belly Po-boys with Cajun Molasses Ketchup Gravy. And we will eat everything on our plates.
by Anonymous | reply 47 | April 11, 2019 5:56 PM |
I am the apostrophe. I will be replacing the letter "G" throughout the menu in order to lend the restaurant some down-home plain-talkin' atmosphere. I will sooth the 300-pound tourists' fears that they may actually have to act as if they have ever left their beloved livin' rooms and make anyone with an ounce of dignity feel like killin' themselves.
by Anonymous | reply 48 | April 11, 2019 5:58 PM |
I am Smothered. You know that little cartoon about not drowning your food they used to play on Saturday morning? I am the opposite of that.
by Anonymous | reply 49 | April 11, 2019 6:13 PM |
I’m pig boys weenie that he keeps grabbing while he cooks.
by Anonymous | reply 50 | April 11, 2019 6:44 PM |
I am the customer who mistakes Guy F. for Colin Farrell, and nearly die of shock at his obesity.
by Anonymous | reply 51 | April 11, 2019 6:51 PM |
I’m all the viewers that wants Guy to no longer be on the Food Network 24/7.
by Anonymous | reply 52 | April 11, 2019 6:59 PM |
I'm the Bacon Mac-N-Cheese Burger you eat right before you die of a heart attack
by Anonymous | reply 53 | April 11, 2019 7:08 PM |
I’m the trashcan nachos slithering off the plate then off the table on to your lap and finally the floor.
by Anonymous | reply 54 | April 11, 2019 7:38 PM |
I’m the resident cardiologist, because at Guy’s, we care.
by Anonymous | reply 55 | April 11, 2019 7:39 PM |
I want someone to photoshop a dick in his mouth using the pic at R28
by Anonymous | reply 56 | April 11, 2019 8:09 PM |
Does he still travel with his screaming slap- fighting hair dresser?
by Anonymous | reply 57 | April 11, 2019 8:10 PM |
Sorry to break it to you, R47, but his restaurant at Times Square is no more. They'll probably have to salt the ground and bring Native American shamans to smudge it before anything else can go in there.
by Anonymous | reply 58 | April 11, 2019 8:21 PM |
R58 Another reason to hate the Kushner family who owns the spot. According to the Washington Post, a restaurant has to pull in in excess of $25 million a year to be profitable in that spot. I don't see how the restaurant that replaced Guy Fieri's restaurant, The Ribbon, is going to be able to pull in enough money to pay the rent.
by Anonymous | reply 59 | April 11, 2019 8:37 PM |
Does he serve that shit in hats and shoes and shovels like them fancy eatin’ places do?
Cuz if so, then he should use toilet seat covers as napkins cuz that’s all that swill is worthy of.
by Anonymous | reply 61 | April 11, 2019 8:43 PM |
He looks like a fatted pig sweating before slaughter.
by Anonymous | reply 62 | April 11, 2019 8:46 PM |
The thing is, as much as I enjoyed that review, nobody who reads NYT restaurant reviews was going to eat at that slophole in the first place. And the people who would are not exactly NYT readership. Guy Fiery and his ilk are the reason why Food network is unwatchable these days (HGTV are guilty of the same charges.)
by Anonymous | reply 63 | April 11, 2019 8:50 PM |
I'm the finest ingredients Sysco has to offer.
by Anonymous | reply 64 | April 11, 2019 9:08 PM |
I'm Guy back in the kitchen molesting the asparagus
by Anonymous | reply 65 | April 11, 2019 10:03 PM |
I'm the complementary Flowmaster thrown in with dinner parties of 8 or more people.
by Anonymous | reply 66 | April 11, 2019 10:06 PM |
I'm the Crappetizer Combo: Dorito Crusted Melty Mozzarella Logs, Double D Lettuce Cups with Jicama Poutine and Maple Glazed Chicken Shrapnel, Pumpkin Spice Hummus with Cajun Crostini for dippin', Wicked Kosher Twice-Fried Char Siu Matzo Balls, Viagra-Infused Bacon-Wrapped Bacon, and Guy-talian Gnarly Gnocchi with Shart Aioli.
by Anonymous | reply 67 | April 11, 2019 10:32 PM |
[quote]Double D Lettuce Cups with Jicama Poutine and Maple Glazed Chicken Shrapnel, Pumpkin Spice Hummus with Cajun Crostini for dippin'
I love you, r67.
by Anonymous | reply 68 | April 12, 2019 12:02 AM |
I'm "fusion." I used to be fun and clever and interesting until Guy discovered me.
by Anonymous | reply 70 | April 12, 2019 2:25 AM |
LOL, R67.
by Anonymous | reply 71 | April 12, 2019 2:32 AM |
I'm the loaded viccysuave soup with applewood bacon crumbles and a donkey sauce swirl
by Anonymous | reply 72 | April 12, 2019 2:55 AM |
I'm the Sassy Molassy Poo-teeni topped with Shredded Texan Beef Jerky with the side of Five Star Assburner Red Sauce onion rings.
by Anonymous | reply 73 | April 12, 2019 3:00 AM |
r8 That was a masterpiece. Truly.
by Anonymous | reply 74 | April 12, 2019 3:02 AM |
Hard pass.
by Anonymous | reply 75 | April 12, 2019 3:08 AM |
This is both stomach churning and hilarious great thread
by Anonymous | reply 76 | April 12, 2019 5:52 AM |
I'm the Glopsloptious Gummy Berry Goodnight Kiss Frozen Parfait Sour Pucker Surprise, served in a sundae glass and drizzled with ice cold Mocha Maple Syrup and paired with a dish of Deep Fried Guinness-Battered Oreos.
For dippin'.
by Anonymous | reply 77 | April 12, 2019 6:22 AM |
R58 lmfao
by Anonymous | reply 78 | April 12, 2019 7:24 AM |
I will be the vomit in the parking lot.
by Anonymous | reply 79 | April 12, 2019 9:51 AM |
R75 made me laugh out loud.
by Anonymous | reply 80 | April 12, 2019 10:02 AM |
I’m actual food. You might as well cook me at home for all they charge for this overpriced greasy carby shit. You’re why the rest of the world rightly hates white people.
by Anonymous | reply 82 | April 12, 2019 10:11 AM |
I'm the roughed-up hairdresser.
by Anonymous | reply 83 | April 12, 2019 10:26 AM |
I'm the food that looks great but tastes like shit.
by Anonymous | reply 85 | April 12, 2019 11:00 AM |
I'm the Awesomely Authentic Taste of New York: The Cronut Cocktail! Vanilla-adjacent vodka, honey, cream cheese and melted butter garnished with sprinkles, nitro pills and a cake pop swizzle stick. Served in a jelly-rimmed mug suitable for cradling. (Mugs available in the gift shop!)
by Anonymous | reply 86 | April 12, 2019 11:19 AM |
Isn’t that how they make the pumpkin hummus, R69?
by Anonymous | reply 87 | April 12, 2019 11:19 AM |
I'm a Big Phat Phuck who is the walking equivalent of a Dump Cake.
by Anonymous | reply 88 | April 12, 2019 11:23 AM |
Posted sans comment mostly because it’s too early in the morning to be witty.
by Anonymous | reply 89 | April 12, 2019 11:23 AM |
[quote]I'm the food that looks great
I think you have Despairtown confused with a fancy restaurant like Applebee's.
by Anonymous | reply 90 | April 12, 2019 11:25 AM |
I’m the overpriced hype, just like the fat man himself.
by Anonymous | reply 91 | April 12, 2019 11:39 AM |
I'm the cocaine that isn't helping him lose weight for some reason.
by Anonymous | reply 92 | April 13, 2019 2:22 AM |
Hi [92]! I'm the Deep-Fried Sausage-Coated Caramel-Popcorn Ball with Jalapeno-Cheddar Pretzel Breadcrumb Stuffing served with a Tankard of Pig Milk Gravy. For dippin'.
Otherwise known as "the reason."
by Anonymous | reply 93 | April 13, 2019 2:26 AM |
I cant stand to see him eat. everytime he takes a mouthful I imagine his arteries clogging up a little bit more. He isnt going to live to old age...........
by Anonymous | reply 94 | April 13, 2019 2:42 AM |
R95 how about both.
by Anonymous | reply 96 | April 14, 2019 10:16 AM |
I'm the poorly dressed, wide-eyed, exurban family of five delighting in our sophisticated foray into Flavortown.
by Anonymous | reply 97 | April 14, 2019 10:36 AM |
I'm his children Hunter, Catcher, Ryder, Banger, and Dumper.
by Anonymous | reply 98 | April 14, 2019 10:36 AM |
I'm the "Coated in Panko Crumbs, Aged Parmigiano-Reggiano, Brittany Sea Salt and Sumatran Pink Peppercorns, and then Twice-Deep-Fried in Duck Fat, Served with a Worcestershire-and-Ghost-Pepper Dipping Sauce, Guy's Weddings and Funerals Special....
Tater Tots."
by Anonymous | reply 99 | April 14, 2019 10:51 AM |
I'm the sweat dripping off his brow onto your food as he examines it before it gores out to you.
by Anonymous | reply 100 | April 14, 2019 10:56 AM |
appropriate typo
by Anonymous | reply 101 | April 14, 2019 11:40 AM |
I'm his Grindr account: "Masc. btm daddy seeks well-endowed top twink, 18 - 21".
by Anonymous | reply 102 | April 14, 2019 11:51 AM |
I am the vomit in the parking lot.
by Anonymous | reply 103 | April 14, 2019 11:55 AM |
I'm his real name, Gaylord Ponsonby Ferry III, abandoned and hidden away as part of a larger quest for a more masculine persona.
by Anonymous | reply 104 | April 14, 2019 12:07 PM |
I'm the gunts on the customers, getting guntier.
by Anonymous | reply 105 | April 14, 2019 12:19 PM |
I'm leafy green vegetables. I don't know why I'm here.
by Anonymous | reply 106 | April 14, 2019 12:22 PM |
[106] to provide a bed for the bowl full of Tuna-Turkey Taco Testosterone Fantastic Fish Fondue, of course!
by Anonymous | reply 107 | April 14, 2019 4:24 PM |
Can I substitute the Fully Loaded Bratwurst French Fry Nachos for that green stuff? But go light on the Old Bay...I don't like spicy food.
by Anonymous | reply 108 | April 14, 2019 6:29 PM |
*I* am the vomit in the parking lot.
by Anonymous | reply 109 | April 14, 2019 11:25 PM |
I'm the inspector from the health dept. giving the restaurant an F which is not on the rating chart because the filth is off the charts.
by Anonymous | reply 110 | April 15, 2019 10:46 AM |
He reviewed a great little hole-in-the wall seafood restaurant on his “Diners....” show and now the place gets crammed full with overweight tourists and I can’t go anymore.
by Anonymous | reply 111 | April 15, 2019 11:36 AM |
I am the teen who stole Guy's stinky fart infused Lamborghini.
by Anonymous | reply 112 | April 15, 2019 11:54 AM |
...of course he has a Lamborghini...
by Anonymous | reply 113 | April 15, 2019 1:05 PM |
...and rough trade...
by Anonymous | reply 114 | April 15, 2019 4:11 PM |
I'm a datalounger who needs a laugh and hopes this thread will come back from the dead.
by Anonymous | reply 115 | May 13, 2019 7:49 PM |
I’m the rampant, usually drunken sexual harassment that he and his managers inflict on low-level kitchen and dining room employees.
by Anonymous | reply 116 | May 13, 2019 8:03 PM |
I'm Guys neck I have been hiding under his chins for at least a decade and I won't be seen ever again.
by Anonymous | reply 117 | May 13, 2019 8:15 PM |
This is funniest thread in ages. I'm not a foodie, so can't contribute. But thanks guys!
by Anonymous | reply 118 | May 13, 2019 8:54 PM |
[quote]needs a laugh and hopes this thread will come back from the dead.
That's what Guy's girlfriend said about his penis.
by Anonymous | reply 119 | May 13, 2019 9:59 PM |
I'm ketchup. I'm a vegetable.
by Anonymous | reply 120 | May 14, 2019 4:56 PM |
I'm gravy. I'm a beverage.
by Anonymous | reply 121 | May 14, 2019 4:57 PM |
Gee, the kid who stole the car is really good looking. Alas, seems like a sociopath.
by Anonymous | reply 122 | May 14, 2019 5:07 PM |
I'm the bits of ABC red hots in your bowl of Guy Fuego's 12 alarm chili that fell into the pot while he was muching away over the stock pot on a taping of "Triple D".
by Anonymous | reply 123 | May 14, 2019 5:11 PM |
We're the billion empty calories, who finally found a home.
by Anonymous | reply 124 | May 14, 2019 5:40 PM |
I'm the live electric lamp socket that does his hair.
by Anonymous | reply 125 | May 14, 2019 10:48 PM |
I'm a dogeared copy of Kitchen Confidential. I'm the employee handbook.
by Anonymous | reply 126 | May 15, 2019 1:24 AM |
I'm pancake syrup. I'm a post-prandial.
by Anonymous | reply 127 | May 15, 2019 3:10 AM |
I am the amount of punching that his face sings out for.
by Anonymous | reply 128 | May 15, 2019 3:11 AM |
I am the process known as "congealing".
by Anonymous | reply 129 | May 15, 2019 3:12 AM |
I’m the Etheleyne Glycol 4-alarm smoke’n lava margarita cooler!
by Anonymous | reply 130 | May 15, 2019 5:18 AM |
I'm all the food that fell off his face and down the inside of Guys shirt, 2 days later I will still be there since he never changed his clothes.
by Anonymous | reply 131 | May 15, 2019 11:06 AM |
Love this thread!.
by Anonymous | reply 132 | May 15, 2019 11:31 AM |
Cannot stand him and they keep giving him new programs...ugh
by Anonymous | reply 133 | May 15, 2019 11:41 AM |
I'm just shocked that dirty looking pig's fame hasn't failed by now. I guess it's yet another demonstration of what lowbrow tastes so many Americans have.
by Anonymous | reply 134 | May 15, 2019 11:41 AM |
I'm Guy's eyes. Due to a regrettable combination of fatness and genetics I resemble the slots in a piggy bank. Which I technically am.
by Anonymous | reply 135 | May 15, 2019 12:39 PM |
I'm Guy's underpants
by Anonymous | reply 136 | May 15, 2019 12:40 PM |