Thank You

 I know that looks like ass on a placemat, but it’s my dinner from last night.  I’m lying, it’s my second dinner from last night.  My first dinner was Pho from R&J Noodle House at 7PM, Jack in the Box was my second dinner and right now I’m considering Chipotle, but who gives a shit anyway?

I took this picture, because I wanted to share the middle BJ equivalent in ordering fast food.  I like curly fries, but who the fuck ever thinks to order them.  Tonight was my lucky night… it was one of those nights where the dude knew I was down, and he hooked me up with a curly fry in the midst of my regular fries.  And for that, Jose/Fernando/Juan/Edwardo/Ricardo/George Lopez, I thank you.  Also, thank you for giving me three ranches instead of the standard one-ranch-per-request-per-car bullshit that you normally try to pull.  Tonight must’ve been your lucky night too.

By the way, the rather large lady that works at the Walnut Creek Jack in the Crack- you all know who I’m talking about.  Does she own a Gordon Gecko sized amount of stock in JIB, what the fuck?  She has worked there forever… and given the amount of shit we used to give her in High School, I’m lucky that my sourdough jack didn’t come with extra spit… and I’m lucky that I got that curly fry, for that matter.