Food poisoning that is. At least it sure seemed like food poisoning. I don't want to believe it though, because that means one of my favorite restaurants tried to kill me! That leaves me with only three options.
1. Risk my life for a mushroom, bacon, bleu cheese, and buffalo sauce burger with a side of fries by going again.
2. Be unhappy forever by never going again.
3. Lick every doorknob and remote control I come into contact with for the next few months in an effort to build up an immune system capable of combating a healthy dose of contaminated mushrooms.
In the mean time... funny video below! Don't watch all of it. The first thirty seconds is enough to get the idea.
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Okay, actually at least watch the first 40 seconds.
I can't think of one wrong thing to say about your post. I wanted to complain but it was literally literary. Whatever that even means...
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