I go on and on, can’t understand why I love Babo’s; must have a superpower ate 225-thousand meals. Get it calculated, do the math, I ate a thousand meals that made me shit my pants. And for the last 300 months I’ve had 16 restaurants put me in the hospital; heart go (paddles charge) bump. Where you get your meals?
I heard 93 restaurants say no MSG; 2 bypasses and 10 heart stints. And I’m still gon’ yell it every time you see me eatin. What’s my favorite word? FOOD! Why they gotta say it like $hort? FOOD! You know they can’t clean off my plate, can’t hang with the Big Smoke; can’t finish that order.
This has legitimately always pissed me off. The mid(dle) west is not in the eastern portion of the country. The first thing I’d do as supreme leader of the united furry states of america is put everyone that says things like “Ohio is in the midwest” onto a boat headed to the Bermuda Triangle. Then sink it when it approaches, just to be sure.
I’ve heard arguments “but in 1612 we didn’t know that if we kept walking we would find more land” or “the population density is what matters”. You know what I say? On the boat.