So when you invited me for a picnic at the beach, I thought we would have some delish delights to eat, but you pulled into the 7-11 and got some Broasted chicken you said we should eat right there in the parking lot, then we could go to the beach…no second date for you.
You Said You Were a Chef
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The chefs I know are connoisseurs of the ramen and $5 Little C’s pizzas.
Mechanics tend to have the worst running cars, and IT guys have computers 6 years out of date held together with spit and baling wire.
If anyone knows how overpriced and over valued meals out are, it would be someone who makes them for a live.