Hardees is actually pretty good and has improved a lot since when I worked at one as a teen many, many (god just so many) years ago. To give you an idea, I worked at a Hardees back when they still sold fried chicken. The main squabble I have with Hardees is that they are a bit pricey. Yeah their burgers are a better…

“Without Cheese”

I feel like i would be obliged to wedgie anyone I saw breaking out one of those at a restaurant. 

I hate to break it to you but if the pepper shaker is that gross, you’re probably already at risk by putting anything in your mouth at that place. 

Unless my food just comes out incredibly bland (and in which case i probably wont be a repeat customer) I typically don’t add additional seasoning to my food when I go out. There are a few exceptions where I may add some additional salt (nobody ever seems to get their collards properly seasoned). 

Yep. I won’t lie, I had the impulse but I had to mentally choke out the cynical little basterd in my brain egging me on to do it. Fucker needs to be quiet sometimes, y’know?

I know, my shrunken cynical little heart wanted to come into this thread to make some pithy comment about how cruel it is for them to be subjecting people to their pizza but dammit, I just can’t do it. It’s cheap, greasy, and damned if it doesn’t hit the spot sometimes. Plus, I can’t shit on someone for giving food to…

Its less something like that and more like you can take basically a dirt cheap table wine and pass it off as a more bougie vintage of the same general type of wine (red for red, white for white, blush for blush, etc.) and there have been numerous examples of sommeliers with supposedly advance palates who just rave…

Hasn’t their been a lot of evidence that the idea of sommeliers is pretty much bullshit and that is actually pretty easy to trick a supposed Master with a cheap ass wine and get them to act like its some high-brow vintage?

I don’t feel like I’m missing out a whole lot. If I want a slightly better class of fast food burger than McDonalds or BK in my neck of the woods I always have Hardees or Five Guys.

Get crystal decanters so you can be classy AF!

Like goddamn man. That’s just a bit too much. 

Yep. At the end of the day, technically speaking he was holding all the cards in terms of power and could very well have told Cheney, Rumsfeld, et al to go fuck themselves. There was not reason he had to go along with what they wanted. 

While I’m not exactly expecting her to kick him in the shins every time they’re in the same room together, I think given his history, ‘bare minimum of icy politeness and nothing more’ is a fair thing to expect here.

Believe it or not, I still see shit like this on the occasional restroom stall. 

They’ll never know the simple pleasures of cafeteria corn dogs and the all-but-holy Chicken Patty Day...

I blame Nickelodeon and their shitty live action kids shows that depict grade schoolers with six-digit-annual-salary levels of disposable income. Gives them unreasonable expectations for allowances, don’t cha know! If I got a tenner in a birthday card I thought I was John D. Fucking Rockefeller.

Why is this an issue? Turn the delivery people away at the fucking door and call it done. Maybe after little Jimmy has blown through $50 in a week and hasn’t gotten a bite of food he’ll get the fucking memo, y’know?

I humbly submit that the next time Lay’s does their new flavor stunt that we submit ‘Florida Microwaved Urine’ as a candidate. 

Nobody likes to taste taint, that is true...