always expect the unexpected. That way when evil shit happens it won't be such a big surprise.
A fifty cent BLT? You bastard. Now I gotta get to work on that time machine so I can eat like a damn hell ass king.Your Packers better win!
I'll have the pressed ham sam'ich, please!
Randal.... dey will....I paid off the mob....chef... ah, dat's my kind ham sandwich.... hold the mayo
That's circa my childhood days, and I can taste some of those items in memory now. I see the 15-cent apple pie (imagine), but don't see the 15-cent plate of fries. Also, the Coke they had was fountain-served, sweeter and more flavorful than today's, especially compared to what comes out of a can. Nice bit of nostalgia.
I'm not afraid of dating myself by telling you I remember those days too. There were lots of things that were more fun including the fact your parents couldn't track you through your cell phone.
A slice of pie please :)
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