GORDO!

Nah, has to be windowless.

People are sensual, meat is sensuous.

Like you said, the intense, vivid dreams can be crazy good or hellishly horrible after laying off.

Don’t people know to avoid eating out on Valentine’s Day like the plague yet? Yes, I want to dine in a slammed restaurant where I likely won’t get the best service, get rushed and overcharged when I could just go a day or two before or after and call that ‘Valentine’s Day’.

You are quite sly, answering a question with another question. Preferably the first question parroted back with a lean in of the head and repeated arching of the eyebrows.

Eh, fucking Cesar and his school loan debt for a degree that nets you a job at Mickey D’s or Walmart and never quite pays off said debt.

Just like soup.

Also known as the 'Sausage King of Chicago' to lesser beings.

Paul Ryan or Ted Cruz or Marco Rubio. Total toss up.

I don't understand people's need to fuck with the people THAT HANDLE YOUR FOOD. These are people to cherish, not shit upon.

You have done something wrong in your life if you are at a Ruby Tuesdays on Valentine's Day.

Could you possibly imagine the amount of gut rot induced by that much house mix?

Home of the Barves!

Pond Scum.

BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGFFFFFFFFFOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!

I lived down the street from Bob Chandler as a kid. We used to go by his house during Halloween and he would give us autographed stuff. Nice guy, awesome trucks.

vat eees deeees google you speak of?

For the record, Lauer is totes a Lucy.