We stopped at some freakshow called Flying J for lunch. it had a buffet. we saw a man get up 5 times for more of this fried chicken, prompting the Dorises to refill the metal tray for him. I'm more of a mac n chz girl myself.
This was apparently my "fish sandwich". I'm just in denial.
Stopped by Krogers (pretty much Dominion) for Coronas and saw some folk art in support of Yank athletes. Brought to you by COKE!
I personally was digging the Little Debbie Snack Centre. It took up a whole aisle. This is just where the official signage was.
Went to my uncle's house for my grandmother's birthday drunch(?). linner(?). Check out the healthy spread. Nary a dish in the house boycotted neon yellow chz.
Fucking massive tomato. How do they do it? GMOs are crrraaaaazy.
Everyone was so proud of what they'd cooked, I felt obligated to sample a bit of everything. Man, I miss salad.
Everyone engaged in a game of "Cornhole". Apparently it was invented in Greenup County and involves patriotic sacks filled with corn which you drunkenly toss into holes. They're so damn proud of this new fangled sport, oblivious to the fact that the rest of the world calls it "beanbag toss" and it's usually relegated to the rear of country fairs.
Seeing an ad for these on TV during the Olympics, a relative of mine let out a masturbatory groan and whispered "unhhh that looks good."
Jesus Christ.
1 comments:
i'm going to have to start reading your labels more. a little gem i've totally overlooked up in this bitch.
you will return to the dark side of steak frites before you know it.
mark my words, jb.
-jb
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