Month: March 2012

I like Tabatha. I think her hair is rad. I think her shoes are awesome. To Tabatha- OK I can't talk to you right now because I'm getting too into you. I think she's fabulous. To T- OK I would like be your little kangaroo baby. Like I'd probably never leave your side. Like get!… Continue reading Australian Native →

When we walked in one of the cooks asked if this was our first time and I said yes. He told us a fatso is a burger. We ordered a single fatso with cheese and two char dogs with fries. Etta asked to use the employee-only washroom and they let her. They asked if we… Continue reading Phil’s Last Stand →