I went to my #2 Chinese place for lunch. Although I like #1 better for the most part, the waitresses there make me kinda sad sometimes. While each and every one of them has a fantastic ass, they all look like they are abused or something. Like they got smuggled into the US and have to work 15 hours a day at this restaurant for the next 10 years to pay off the smuggling bills, while the hostess beats them in the back room and the cooks molest them. Or something. I just have an over active imagination. I'm a bit of a pig, too.
At the other Chinese place, I saw a table full of fat people. Now, I am no slim jim myself, but I don't see little kids tugging at their mothers pants and saying 'Mommy! that man is fat!'. Anyways, these people were HUGE. 'OMG' huge. One of them was walking in front of me and his walk was such a weeble-wobble form that his head ticked back and forth like a metronome, with no neck movement whatsoever. This was also the first time I have ever seen someone forego the tongs at the buffet table and instead simply lift the entire pan out of it's tray and dump the contents onto his plate. Daymn.
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I see a beer in my future. A Guinness. Mmm. There needs to be some aged old drunk at that bar for me to listen too. Someone like Cotton from king of the hill, bragging about how he cut heads offa nazi's.
My sister got her new Scion today. On one hand I am jealous. On the other hand I am not, because now she has $300 a month car payments.