We pray at the altar of the beaver
Wynona took her big brown beaver and she stuck him up in the air
Grab his nuggets
May ye be blessed with a majestic porcelain thrown during your travels.
Do explain
This is at a Buc-ees. This golden beaver is their mascot. Southerners love them some Buc-ees. The reason is that they are awesome for reasons too numerous to mention.
People in the South talk about Buc-ees like New Yorkers talk about fashion pop-ups.
OP is referring to this as the “Golden Calf” of the South. And since as the South is foreign to the leftiest of the leftys, you have the joke.
I drove through TN and skipped the buc-ees. I guess I’ll never know
Buc-ees is actually pretty new to TN, it’s not a cultural thing.
Still lost, but happy to say the joke is on me if that makes some shithead feel better.
It’s a gas station chain in Texas called Buc-ee’s. Some Texans freak out about it in a huge way. I have lots of Buc-ee branded apparel as a result of my brother-in-laws passion, which he’s instilled in my niece who now insists on more shirts for her aunt and uncle.
I’m cool with it as they pay everyone well above minimum wage. If you want to fan out over a corporation, you could do much worse.
You could also do a whole hell of a lot better. The owners are massive Texas GOP donors. Over a million to Abbott alone. I’ll go to my local Pakistani-owned Stop 'N Go any day of the week.
There are buc-ee’s all over the US now.
Some people call it a truck stop. Others pray to Bee-sus.
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair.
I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Buc-ee, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.” — Percy Shelley, “Buc-ee’s”, 1819 edition
Forget the golden calf, we’re in the age of the onyx beaver.
Have you eaten his nuggets?
It’s Mooby, the golden calf!
My favorite confederate war hero
Too much al-a-bucce-bama for me.
I’d just wish they would bring back the rueben sandwich.
I love me some Buc-ee’s!
I only know what this is because of the Derangement of Karina Drawfee
It’s a really neat store, but after my wife got a job there and learned the rules, she didn’t do a single shift. I’ve literally never heard of a worse chain to work at.
Really? They seem to pay decently if their advertised rates are true
I’ve never seen a Buc-ees but I have read they are really strict, like look at your phone once and you’re fired on the spot, so maybe the exchange for the higher pay is participation in a workplace culture beyond the normal levels of controlling.
Il dunno, as someone with some convenience store work in their past I am curious if anyone has first hand experience?
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