26 June 2010 § Leave a comment
“how can mexican food look that much like vomit and still make me hungry?” -B, 2008
“this looks like deep-fried shit, why do i love it so much?” -me, 2010
word to the cheesecake factory staff who kept me fed on the crazy iphone line. especially the guy who kept bringing me corn fritters.
you little motherfuckers.