My Lunch at Panera

Jun 24, 2005 14:01

What are you doing, asshole?
You don't back into a parking spot when there's someone behind you, waiting to get by.

And what are you looking at? Douche.

"I'll take the Asiago Roast Beef sandwich, please. No onions."

Okay, ass, I'm not looking at your ugly-ass girlfriend. Settle down.

Damn, that was fast. One of the reasons why I love this place.

Hmmm, where do I sit? Let's check the corner....
YES! Corner booth! Swing on it, Lennon.

That old guy just looked at that woman's ass as she walked by.
High-five, grandpa.

This pickle looks gross. Much more gross than just an everyday pickle.
It's a retarded pickle.

Okay, let's put the salt and pepper and spicy mustard on both halves first,
instead of doing each half just before consumption.

Motherfucker put onions on it, even though the receipt clearly says 'No Onion'.

Wow, that woman was in the bathroom a looong time. Must have been a battle.

I love these chips. Another reason why this place is so much better than ABC.
Those crappy Lays chips SUCK.

Ooops, dropped some crumbs on my pants. There we go...all brushed off.

The pattern and colors on this upholstry reminds me of autumn, but it's summer.

Mmm....all finished. That was loverly.

Um, yeah, do you wanna move out of the way, idiot, or you just going to stand
in front of the trash receptacle all day?

I really need a toothpick, but they're all the way up front.
Oh, fuck it. I'm out.
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