The other day my buddy left a comment on my blog. Thanks for reading, cuz! But that's not the important thing. Well it's important cause I appreciate anybody reading, and I appreciate anybody leaving a comment.
The thing is, I used to work with this guy at a restaurant, and we had a great time. He was a cook, and I was a waiter. I had some of the best times ever in college, courtesy of this dude. His comment reminded me of this awesome thing I used to do: any time someone ordered a kid's meal (presumably, a kid), we would put a dum-dum sucker in each kids' meal basket.
However, I went that extra mile for each kid's meal. I would take a sucker, and slam it on the counter so it would crack up and break. That way when the little shit would open the sucker up, it would be all broken, and it would be ruined.
Yeah, it was awesome cleaning up your shithead kid's mess. It was even more awesome watching that little bastard cry over a broken sucker. He didn't need the extra sugar anyway.
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