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This is one of my favorite late night diner stories. I lived near a 24 hour diner, and had the habit of going after 2 am, usually for breakfast food. Three of us went in around 2:30 one weekend and ordered French Toast. "How would you like that cooked?" "Yes, I'd like that cooked," I replied. "Rare, Medium?" The

The fact that the dumb white guy's last name was "Ferguson" pretty much proves that the universe has an inherent drive towards irony.

They haven't opened yet. So, no way to set up a shoot there, with the renovation incomplete. I wish I thought it was a joke!

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No because you are that god... (I would totally eat that without an ounce of shame)

That's a masterpiece.