Bless your heart...
Are you visiting James in California?
I hope to heck you aren't eating that in the South!
You could have helped it out a bit by claiming you fried it.
Almond refuse pancakes, with maple flavoring, and honey.
Bacon, cheesy scrambled eggs, hash browns, wheat toast, hot Italian sausage, freshly made biscuits, orange juice, and some sort of kielbasa. It was all great. Fireworks exploding in your head great.
Or fireworks exploded in your heart great.
Homemade waffles with nectarine bits in them from the backyard tree and deep fried baloney.
I could go for seconds.
How would you sell deep-fried baloney to all of those granola-eating hippies you're constantly surrounded by?My friend says I need to open one of those open for breakfast and lunch only diners. I'd make fortune.
My friend says I need to open one of those open for breakfast and lunch only diners. I'd make fortune.
How would you sell deep-fried baloney to all of those granola-eating hippies you're constantly surrounded by?
Wait...I hadn't considered the "munchies" factor. Never mind.
Tell me when it opens.
I don't see too many hippies down here; I guess their vegan diet leaves most of them too weak to make the journey and they fall out somewhere around Salinas.Those nutcases are north of me in The World’s Largest Outdoor Insane Asylum. They don’t come here. We send them to Southern California.
I don't see too many hippies down here; I guess their vegan diet leaves most of them too weak to make the journey and they fall out somewhere around Salinas.
