Wednesday, December 14, 2011
What's For Dinner
Why? Because I was sitting in a pizza joint all night with bike buds and I can't get the smell of pizza outta my head.
You may ask: Why didn't you just get a real one while you were there? The answer is that: Supposedly I was sitting on the "wrong side of the wall".
"Beer only, in your area, sir. If you'd like to come to the other side and sit by yourself, we'd be happy to feed ya til ya pop." Thing is, all my bike buddies were getting served an endless supply of wings on the 'wrong' side of the wall while I looked on, starving my ass half off.
This screams of a conspiracy. In my imagination, it has everything to do with this. And it's awfully suspicious that Johnny G didn't show up, considering that he lives like a half a block away. He will squirm out of every accusation, but I strongly suspect that he is somehow involved, for the simple reason that this is obviously a conspiracy. And what ever became of Jacque, who was supposed to be there, according to him. Just hope he simply bugged out on his commitment and that something terrible that involved federal agents in bulletproof SUVs didn't befall him.
So lots of questions, very few answers. In the meantime, I'm comforted by Red Baron French Bread Singles, which I've found to be delightful. So once again, bite me, Benni's.
Posted by Pat S at 11:58 PM