After work, I stopped for a groper, I mean grouper, sandwich at the joint that was the rib joint last year, and is now a bar/restaurant.
As soon as this new place develops its own personality, I'll assign it a more descriptive nickname.
R.I.P. rib joint, my old workplace. The concept never caught on here in my little town, but the food was pretty good, and most of my co-workers there were fun to be around. Regretably, I never could get very many hours in each week.
As I now have my better paying part time job in the city, I elected not to join the old gang working at this new place.
Sometimes I wonder if that was the right decision.
Frozen pizza.
Yes I defrosted it.
Yes, I cooked in the oven.
Well, Hell.....you went and made me look bad.
Never mind.....I do a pretty good job of that all by myself.
currently eating a ChickFila Chicken Strip Salad and Strawberry milkshake. Best fast food in the world.
Always knew that the Christians could contribute something good to the world.
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