Who’s hungry, I rather starve that eat at Hardee’s, even if they had the last food on the planet. Beefy… I have plenty of beef with Hardee’s and I don’t care what Taco Bell puts in the food if they would hire me and they don’t make me hate them in one day.

Overview of a sterotypical American Town and The Youth That Hate the Town.

I walk in Taco Bell and I get a taco, but it’s less than what I figured.

Workplace Humor.

Poem for a friend.

Lunch rush through the eyes of a former food service worker.

Man pays $72 for a taco.

A story of my school’s holiday concert’s after party.

After writing down some of my honey’s quirks, he has so candidly brought up some of my quirks. So, I thought it would only be fair to make my own list of weird things I do. I hope he enjoys them. I’m sure I will have a never ending list once he gets a hold of it. But it’s o.k., I embrace my weirdness.

The Third Edition of the shoddy short stories written by three best friends in their High School Years.
*Contains Explicit Content*
*All grammatical errors are deliberate.*
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