That Ain't Acne Homie!

For the next 7 days only the following items will be entering my body:

Lemon or Lime Juice
Grade B Maple Syrup
Distilled Water
Cayenne Pepper
Smooth Move Tea
Salt Water

In order to fully prepare myself for this cleanse, I felt it was absolutely necessary to share in a monumental experience at Mongolian BBQ Buffet with a couple of shredders:


I shared my first rangoon (and crossing piss stream) experience with this bearded genius.


After a few years of waiting, I finally got the famous hand-scooped bowl of ice cream from this little faggot. Watch out for that tip drip!

HEY! Been Trying To Meet You

I just want to say that there was this girl at Albertson's tonight looking oh so lovely while she was purchasing some rice cakes, bread, pom tea and red swedish fish. I was thinking she might just be my wife since Hootie & The Blowfish (Only Wanna Be With You) starting playing over the in-store radio just as I was telling TJ that I can't imagine being married to the same person for the rest of my life. This may all be tied into the prophetic word I keep hearing from Pat Benatar (truly seeing is believing):



I also can't imagine why Wendy's went ahead and spoiled a classic tradition with this mediocre treat: