Lump.
I have a lump on my head from where I smacked mein Kopf on the table, whilst kneeling underneath it to scrape up the fry crumblies so prevolent at McCobb's. It's quarter to eleven, and I JUST got home--we close at nine thirty. My feet hurt a little, and I'm very sweaty. But that's all just fine, you know why?
Because tonight, I drank my first Misto.
Dan (previously referred to as "Block Head") brought them back. It was coconut creme, and I didn't even pay for it, because Kim ordered a large and insisted that I drank half. Okay, Kim. I'll do it for you.
And oh, oh, OH...I shall never be the same. It was like what the blood of a young virgin must taste like to a vampire, only colder, and more like coconuts. Yes. I am now a changed man. And now, goodnight.
Because tonight, I drank my first Misto.
Dan (previously referred to as "Block Head") brought them back. It was coconut creme, and I didn't even pay for it, because Kim ordered a large and insisted that I drank half. Okay, Kim. I'll do it for you.
And oh, oh, OH...I shall never be the same. It was like what the blood of a young virgin must taste like to a vampire, only colder, and more like coconuts. Yes. I am now a changed man. And now, goodnight.