To the blue-shirted, bald bag of garbage who was at my favourite Chinese restaurant, you ended my New Year’s Eve dinner on the sourest note possible, despite awesome food and great service. I didn’t see your right hand while you chewed out your waitress, but I’d guess you had it in your pants. She acted saintly when dealing with you and your inconsiderate impatience. You and the rest of the vapid, half-dead, knuckle-dragging herd at the table with you are ungrateful, full-of-shit, trough-feeders and I hope you remember that the next time you decide to complain at a fine establishment you’ve decided to burden with your dumb ass. —A Fan
This article appears in Dec 30, 2010 – Jan 5, 2011.
I want to open a restaurant called Bob and Chug.
There would be no tables or plates, just a free-running trough of chilli down one wall, and a trough of beer down the other!
All you can eat!
screw going, I’d invest in a place like that!
can the chilli get hotter depending on where on the wall you are?
perhaps the chilli should be RUNNING DOWN the (stainless steel) wall. The closer to the door, milder the chilli is.
same with the beer on the other side, closer to the door, light beer. Bavaria 8.6 and FAX %10 on the other end.
ML, you’re always thinkin…
well jesus, all the knuckle dragging apes are real happy now. us other hairy apes are not too damn happy either.
lol trough-feeders. I just call them fat.
And they call you a bottom feeding cocksucker, ya bottom-feeding cocksucker.
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