Sun 16 Mar, 2003 05:33 pm
Made a really terrible decision today.
Got hungry. Roomate and I decided to go out to eat. I'm a little troubled by the selection of restaurants in my town, and for some reason, we decided on the worst one:
Picked over Skipjacks(very good seafood), and Not Your Average Joes(pretty good place), I think we went in the mood for sammiches.
Instead, I picked the "Italian Trio," a not-so-delicious blend of chicken parm(fried chicken fingers), penne, linguine, piece of grilled chicken, and meatballs. The meatballs could have broken a tooth, and tasted worse than Mr. Boyardee's.
I've never, once, before, wanted to throw up my food, so I could go back out to eat.
And that wasn't the only kick to the balls. When I got to my car, some jackass decided to park about 8 inches away on my passenger side. Roomate couldn't even get in the car...so how did they? Thankfully, the love of my life was left unscathed(nonotmyroomatethanks), so stalking the owner down in the restaurant wasn't necessary.
That is all. Carry on, and have good time.
And may you never come upon the G-spot.
Is that a warning or a curse?
I may represent evil, but even I couldn't go as far to curse THAT upon people.
Hey Slappy, sending you some gift certificates for that fine food - good in any of 19 outlets around Mass. Chew'n'spew!
Unfortunately, Ive always had a very large Margarita while 'dining' there so, I dont think I was actually all that concerned about the food in the end...good to know though.....
thanks Slap, and hey, lucky your love was unscathed...thats always at least refreshing after a bad meal.
Slappy! Check out the adds at the bottom of the page, I just saw Dr Evil.
Mr. Still, where's my gift certificates, dammit? G-spot still has the beer.
Yes Quinn, it was a very shaky moment for me. Thankfully it all turned out ok.
Lil' K: I think you're tripping again. All I see is 5 small purple smurf-like-hermaphrodite-people crawling over my screen....wait, I'm tripping.
small purple smurf like hermaphodites?
shouldnt they be blue?
Perhaps your tripping, yes.
Quinn, that's the thing.
With humans, he's straight, but with dogs, he's GAY.
humm..so, how does he treat you, or should I ask?
I swear I looked down there and it said "Where can you get a remote controlled fart machine for less than 20 bucks?".
Man Craven, where do you find these advertisers anyway?
At least if we have to have adds, we get fun ones.
Make 28 beers in 7-10 days...
Drink them in 7-10 hours.
That's why I make the wine ;-)
Yea, you sure are a whiner.
I meant...oh, you said "wine."
Hey, check the time...gottarun!