Bane wrote:which is why I never take you anywhere nice.
just imagine taking the ridgeback queen to a nice restaurant.
I bet she'd spill pasta on her lap....again and then go to war with pasta.
now imagine ridgebacks fighting pasta
Once when I went to a restaurant "johnny something" I got pasta.
When I went to put my leftovers in the white box it spilled all over my lap.
I sat there shocked with my jaw hanging looking around, the staff didn't do anything.
I hate pasta.
edt: for those that don't know what laark means.
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