Four bucks for a tiny little waffle with nothing on it? Not even a sprinkle of icing sugar? I’ll admit it was yummy but never again. —Good Luck With That
This article appears in Jul 7-13, 2011.
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You’re telling me op! I know toast and pancakes are not priced equally but I requested that the 50 cents for toast be removed from my bill and then cahrge me the 3.50 for 1 pancake. Nope, that can’t be done apparently. So I was stuck with 2 perfectly good pieces of toast I didn’t touch, and 4 dollars on my bill. Morons.
I feel ya op.
Although … if you’re pushing those preset buttons I’m not sure how’d you’d minus a certain amount .. ahhh it just all seemed like a waste …
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waffles, i car make at home, and sve the cash and headaches. maybe you should try that o.p.? it also gives you a sense of accomplishment in some small way. 4 bucks, not in this fucking lifetime.
I think we can pretty much do everything from home… so that means never leave your house?
Another fat person complaining about food. Is that all they think about?
And what do you live on Sebaceous? Amyl poppers and man gravy?
man gravy with a dash of feces residue and a side of tossed salad.
I guess he really IS a shitface after all 😉
I was at the restaurant at the hotel in toronto the family stayed at and they wanted to charge me 6 bucks for a bowl of cereal and another 7 for a half a grape fruit with honey on it.
Regular old perked coffee was $3.50 a cup.
YANO.
I can get a grapefruit for under a buck and sprinkle a packet of splenda on that fucker for free. And a whole box of cereal plus a small carton of milk’d cost less than that!
Highway robbery++
LOLz PK. Who looked after Moscar when you were away? And did Molly give you the cold shoulder when you returned?
I was away for a week before my parents came up so they looked after the babies, but they were left alone for the 3 days my parents were up. They put out a HUGE tub of water for them and tons of food. They didn’t make a dent in either.
Oscar didn’t know we were gone because he’d d-u-m-b, but Molly was so sad and missed us so much that she’s been all over me ever since. She was even cuddling up to my mom, which she never does. It’s like I can do anything to her now and she doesn’t care because she’s just so happy she’s not alone (with ‘the turd’ as she calls oscar) — I clipped her claws the other night and she just sat there and fell asleep. Usually she fights that shit tooth and nail.
So in the end, she missed me too much to be mad. 🙂
That’s good. The Countess is too dumb to hold a grudge over the abuse we put her through with all those vet and ER trips. As long as she’s fed, patted and brushed she’s pretty happy. She’s learned that the rattle of the pill bottle means a chickeny-flavoured treat and comes a’singing.
We used to give molly her pills in one of those ‘pill pocket’ treats… it worked for a whole week then she realized “hay, I can eat around that vile tasting white thing in the middle and REALLY piss my mommy off!” and then it was back to straddling her, forcing her mouth open, throwing the pill in and holding her mouth closed for about 20 minutes because that’s how long it takes the little bitch to swallow for realz. She’ll FAKE swallow right away and then once you let her go she spits the pill out.
So she’s back to the shots and has to suck the monthly vet visits up.
I mean, any cat that would just refuse to eat her food and drop 1.5 pounds in a month just because she didn’t like the taste…. effing diva. But *sigh* that’s why I love her!
I hears ya. I’m really glad the oral meds seem to be doing the trick for now, because the notion of trying to clamp an inhaler over her muzzle, spray the puffer into it and hold it for 7 breaths just wasn’t going to happen in this life or the next.
And yeah, that’s why we love ’em. Purrrrrrrr. Purrrrrrrrrr.
Let go of my fucking Eggo.