I bet your dog doesn't look both ways before riding his motorcycle on the street.
Is it just me or does it seem that things are more fun in Asian countries.
Next time an animal activist starts yammering; just tell them that your monkey is Taiwanese and that's just how he rolls, Byatch!
I just posted a comment about the new Sonic Drive-in that is going to be built in my home town.
Here is a quote from their post; what follows is my comment.
Otherwise, if the rumor about the impending Sonic is true (and thusfar it appears to be just that, a rumor), I confess to feeling somewhat ambivalent about it. On one hand, fast-food tends to be singularly non-nutritious. On the other hand, there’s a certain nostalgic appeal to a genuine Drive-In, where, according to one article I read on the Web, they even throw in the occasional “courtesy tray” visit, e.g., a carhop stops by your car, checking on you, bearing extra napkins, etc.
No need for a nouveau-nostalgic drive in at that location. Grant's "drive-in" has been at that location for decades. Before that it was Jack's Big Bun, Where my mother worked as a car hop in high school. I wont divulge my mother's age, but lets just say they did not have any Star Wars kids meals.
I have very fond memories of going to Grant's as a kid and young adult. The owner Russ, would call all the young guys 'Tiger' and tell a couple of jokes or share some old puns. I think he got a real kick the first time he saw me bring in a girl for lunch.
It is a shame that when Russ was ready to retire there was no room in peoples minds for a re-energized Grant's drive in. I also mourn the passing of a place where young adults and teenagers can feel at home, being replaced by a food factory where they can toil away grinding out cheap fast food.
Real estate developers and city council members forget that Ferndale exists because people moved away from big cities. I hoped that some day when I retired I could go back to quite little Ferndale. I think I am already to late.
As you peddled away crying, I realized that I had over reacted. I was having a bad day and had just spent a lot of money on a new paint job, but pulling a gun on you was out of line. I'd like to make a formal apology in person. Over a bottle of wine and/or dinner, perhaps?
I can't resist this one.
If you go to Google and type in find Chuck Norris and hit the I'm feeling lucky button; you are in for a small treat.
I am impressed by Arran's using Google's crawlers for a joke.
