It never ceases to amaze me the guys you girls go for sometimes. I know you all have this weird thing for bad boys (or emo ones if we want to Twilight-ize and modernize this a bit), but seriously what's that about? You go for this d-bag wearing a Coors T-shirt that doesn't even do a good enough job hiding the stomach hump caused by said beer. He, delusionally, not only thinks he's cool for being able to grow facial hair, but actually goes out of his way to shave it into a goatee. He keeps a gun in his truck and you're somehow surprised when you find out he's an unintelligent mongoloid? All of this on top of the fact that he's obsurdly unattractive. C'MON GIRLS!! REALLY?! I mean it's a free country, but if you date this guy, and only then realize his family line should never be carried on you better not come crying to me with your sadness. Seriously. I'll lock you out in the rain if you have to. You've been warned. Never date these douchy guys.
And this has been your tip of the day.
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Showing posts with label Tip of the Day(ish). Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tip of the Day(ish). Show all posts
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Thursday, April 29, 2010
Tip of the Day(ish): Fried fish
I've decided to start a tip of the day column. Why? This is my blog, I don't have to answer that. These tips should be very helpful with your every day lives so pay attention!
Now I may not get to these every day, hence the 'ish' in the title but I will share these, what here-forever-after will be know as, Wisdom Nuggets © as the come to me.
All You Can Eat Fish Fry
I think, as a rule of thumb, never dine in an all you can eat fish fry that advertises said fry on a worn down sign with fluorescent chalk writing. If they can't treat wood correctly, how do you think they treat your fish (or their deep fryers?) These signs only sit outside two different places: a legit and delicious authentic ethnic place with a jovial English-challenged family behind the frier; or an salmonella cesspool ran by an white, overweight, single man named Bodean with a stained wife-beater who's on welfare and just uses the store as a front to steal people's credit card numbers to pay for his crocodile skin seat covers. These are the only two options. And you really never can tell which once you've walked into until its too late. Plus with Arizona's new immigrant law of being able to question/deport suspected illegal aliens with no warrant, and the police's fondness for eating a lot of fish in one sitting (second only to donuts) the good kind of shop will be extinct faster than Justin Guarini's acting career. So folks, don't chance it. Don't eat at these fish fries.
And that's your tip for the day.
Now I may not get to these every day, hence the 'ish' in the title but I will share these, what here-forever-after will be know as, Wisdom Nuggets © as the come to me.
All You Can Eat Fish Fry
I think, as a rule of thumb, never dine in an all you can eat fish fry that advertises said fry on a worn down sign with fluorescent chalk writing. If they can't treat wood correctly, how do you think they treat your fish (or their deep fryers?) These signs only sit outside two different places: a legit and delicious authentic ethnic place with a jovial English-challenged family behind the frier; or an salmonella cesspool ran by an white, overweight, single man named Bodean with a stained wife-beater who's on welfare and just uses the store as a front to steal people's credit card numbers to pay for his crocodile skin seat covers. These are the only two options. And you really never can tell which once you've walked into until its too late. Plus with Arizona's new immigrant law of being able to question/deport suspected illegal aliens with no warrant, and the police's fondness for eating a lot of fish in one sitting (second only to donuts) the good kind of shop will be extinct faster than Justin Guarini's acting career. So folks, don't chance it. Don't eat at these fish fries.
And that's your tip for the day.
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