Want “To Die”?

Don’t you just love buffets? What is there not to love? You have unlimited bbq beef, bundles of crab legs all so fresh fresh, oodon noodle soup that tasted all so beautiful and enough sushi to make you sick. Who could ask for anything more? Although I swore not to step in to another buffet restaurant after my last weigh-in, all hell broke loose last week. “Why?” you asked?... Did you not read the first part of this blog? unlimited bbq beef…. bundle of crab legs all so fresh fresh… oodon noodle soup that tasted all so beautiful!!??

Buffet Dude: “Welcome to TO DIE restaurant”

Copy: “Table for 2… by the window please…”

Nothing makes the food taste better than watching pathetic drooling fools waiting in line while you’re stuffing your face with lobster tails.

I could faintly hear them through the glass window, “That looks so good! Man! How much longer is it going to be? Mommy?
“NEVER!!! WaHAAHHAHAHHA”

I wanted to taunt them with the lobster tails through the window like the evil buffet jerk that I am, but… well… I am an adult…..Somethings are just frown upon.