Denny's Diner

It’s the great pumpkin pancake, Hash Brown!

It’s Mischief Night. You all know the tradition right? You TP a house. You Tasty Pancake that abode, oh yeah.

favorite scary movies

  • Bananabelle
  • Children of the Corn Dog
  • Fried Egg the 13th
  • The Blair Sandwich Project
  • 28 Eggs Later
  • Pancakes Labyrinth
  • I Know What You Did Last Summer Sausage
  • The Evil Bread
  • The Texas Toast Chainsaw Massacre
  • The Hills Have Pies
  • Silence of the Lamb Chops
  • The Onion Ring
  • The Eggsorcist
  • The Hamityville Horror
  • An American Diner in London
  • Saw(sage)

The stories are true….if you speak its name…it will appear.

thegrandslams:

Egg realized very quickly that just because your friends suggest something, doesn’t mean it’s always a good idea.

BUSTED

Done and done.

Leave more “pls carve” requests in our ask box!

Oh, don’t mind us… we’re just in the kitchen slammin’ oven doors and playin’ the trombone…

Phase 3

thegrandslams:

Food Fright

The Grand Slams worked super hard on their Halloween costumes this year. How do they look? Watch now to find out!

The newest Slams episode might as well be a PSA. This is why you shouldn’t let food have weapons. Especially when it’s Halloween and everyone is hopped up on sugar.

Run children! Run! It’s the dreaded Deviled Egg!

Thoughts from everyone’s favorite, spitty friend: Buddy the Tastebuddy.

Ode to Nacho

Oh nacho.
So layered. So complex.
Yet so simple.
Your hotness. Gooey.
Like the blurred lines between love and infatuation.
Your chips. Imperfect, fractured triangles.
When pieced together, complete the puzzle of my soul.
Your cheese.
Once a cold uncaring block, drips golden,
melting the walls around my heart.
And my stomach.
My plate is clean,
but I feel dirty.

thegrandslams:

Nothing is bolder than Bold Coffee. Nothing. And remember, you can’t mug a mug, people. You just can’t. Especially if that mug is Bold Coffee.

Bold Coffee is straight up out of control.

Local Witch Inadvertently Casts Spell On Own Candy Bucket, Eats For Eternity

Zombience

Frank and Sharron’s rotted corpses slumped over in the booth, nearly blowing out the flames from their candle lit dinner of pancakes and brains. They gazed into each other’s vacant eye sockets recalling the day that they changed. Violent screams could be heard in the distance as they leaned in for a lipless kiss. The zombience was just perfect.