I was out to dinner one day with my friends at Pizzeria Uno. One of their friends was this large Indian man. He had a very strong accent, and by this point, was extremely drunk. He proclaims "I fucking HATE Justin Timberlake". "Justin Timberlake fucks all the bitches...he fuck Janet Jackson, he fuck Cameron Diaz, he fuck the Britney Spears..fuck". "That mother fucker"! "In my next life, I want to be Justin Timberlake"!
We got our food, and he dug in. "What is wrong with these mashed potatoes? This is not mashed potatoes....what is this? " he asks. The waitress said "Its mashed cauliflower". He says "What, where are my mashed potatoes"? She then says "Sir, you ordered the Low Carb Plate". He says "Carb, carb? I thought it said low CRAB". The waitress was laughing at this point, and our friend just asked if they could please bring him some mashed potatoes.
He also fell down a flight of stairs in my friends house. Some people really know how to have fun. But in his defense, he did not see the stairs there.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Bringing Sexy Back...from the dead
Posted by Mrs. Z. at 9:27 AM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment