Yaaawwwwnnnnn...
Haven't slept a wink all night.
Note to self: Don't eat at Chili's. EVER.
Labels: Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot
posted by Robert @ 02:03
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Note to self: Don't eat at Chili's. EVER.
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What did you consume @ Chili's to cause you such distress? (I wanna know so it won't happen to me...lol) I hope this finds you feeling a tad better.
~ba~
Man, I haven't eaten at Chili's for well over a decade now. Caused me to have majorly discomforted innards, as well, and I just never returned.
In conclusion, stop feeling sick! It causes me to be sad! Feel better soon, before I go down there and make you feel even worse! *shakes fist*
(It would be so awesome if I could really intimidate the illness out of people. I could do charity work by going 'round to hospital wards and threatening to rough people up until their bodies instinctively forced themselves to heal.)
~Ash, Chaotic Neutral
BA:
Let's just say that when problems arise from half a turkey sandwich, a salad with ranch dressing and a few chips slathered in queso, that doesn't really bode well on the rest of the menu. I've had similar incidents with other items (of a greasy nature) on their menu before, but the turkey sandwich?
That's just evil.
Ash:
Remind me to not inform you next time I'm infirmed. Have me quaking in my shoes as it is in fear of your mighty wrath!
Hehehe. :)
Seriously, that'd be awesome. I wish one could just yell, "CUT IT OUT, DAMNIT!" whenever one was afflicted and be done with it.
Indeed! I don't know what's the more amusing mental image -- a Red Cross SWAT team that rappells down the side of the hospital, breaks in through the patient's window at midnight, and starts commanding them to Heal Or Else.... or a horde of nuns wearing camo facepaint, combat boots, and weilding precision-balanced mahogany rulers. Or both at once! SWAT nuns! Sister Mary Fightgar!
....It is definitely time for me to go to bed, I think. heehee!
~Ash
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