It's been forever and a day since I've been to a food court. Normally, this would prove an altogether awesome thing, as it would suggest that I haven't been forced to go shopping in a mall recently and became so emaciated and muddle-headed that "Panda King" or "The Great Steak & Potato Co." or "Sbarro's" somehow sound palatable.
However, on the way to work today my nose picked up something that triggered a "Cinnabon" synapse deep within my grey matter, and I wanted nothing more than to bury my clean-shaven face in a cinnamon swirl.
I settled for a bagel with turkey and cream cheese from "Cafe Insalata."
Briana's reading Skinny Bitch, so this may be the last occasion I ever eat meat with a clean conscious. Through her, I will no doubt discover that turkeys can compose simple poetry and play Chutes & Ladders, provided we love them better.
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The BumperSmash Charter
As many of you by now know, BumperSmash is (and will forever remain) the appellation and future home of the most delectable lunchtime treat in the rich history of starch-based foodstuffs.
Don't let the eponymous nature of this blog fool you; I fully intend to pursue the financial windfall that will supervene the grand opening and subsequent franchizing of my brainchild. Until said time, however, I've decided it wise to lend its name to my new blog as a shrewd attempt to lay claim to the BumperSmash empire.
While blogging can not provide the toothsome, even curative smashed potatoes that future generations will come to associate with BumperSmash, I fully intend to offer many challenging observations and Circean tales of daring heroism in their stead.
Most will involve dong jokes.
Yours Indubitably,
Nathan Gallant
Don't let the eponymous nature of this blog fool you; I fully intend to pursue the financial windfall that will supervene the grand opening and subsequent franchizing of my brainchild. Until said time, however, I've decided it wise to lend its name to my new blog as a shrewd attempt to lay claim to the BumperSmash empire.
While blogging can not provide the toothsome, even curative smashed potatoes that future generations will come to associate with BumperSmash, I fully intend to offer many challenging observations and Circean tales of daring heroism in their stead.
Most will involve dong jokes.
Yours Indubitably,
Nathan Gallant
2 comments:
Um...I think you might mean Panda Express. As much as you try, the liquor from this weekend is still lodged up in there, somehow. My temperature gauge is still off, 3 days later.
We had the "Skinny Bitch" bitches on View from the Bay when I was there. I remember the producers saying that they were just that, skinny LA bitches with really no insight to anything. Yet we still had them on the show.
Don't let Brianna buy into what they have to say.
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