Taco Bell sales have plummeted over this past week, driving stock prices through the floor. I feel better, so Taco Bell should continue to see dips in customers for the foreseeable future. I will miss some of the cashiers. One at Wendy's knows my name better than most of my friends. Okay, I don't have … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – Day 16, Change Day 9 -Lonely Tacos
My mood swings are the same, as they should be since my diet hasn't changed, going from happy while eating to borderline suicidal hours after consumption. And if you think I am joking about the depression, you haven't spent the last few years with me. It's real, and I am now beginning to believe it's mostly food related.
I get to work and pull everything out of the bag and I am pleasantly surprised that this is more than I am going to be able to eat, the sandwich is big and the chili cheese fries are in a huge plastic container which is full.
I can live without the beer and the bourbon but the bacon part of bacon fest sounds mighty snazztastic. You have to be 21 to get in the doors so the child punting competition will not have to take place, this is both a blessing and a letdown.
Imagine, if you will, a war-torn country. 25 December. Christmas. Mosul, Iraq. 2005. It is a cold day in Northern Iraq but it has been a good day. Everyone is singing and dancing and living it up. Not really, we are in Iraq, you dumbass, it's cold and kind of miserable. Well, it was still … Continue reading Never Seen Nobody Get They Ass Kicked by a Pork Chop