Restaurants are for atmosphere/meeting with people, I'd rather eat my oven ribs than anything I've had at a restaurant (or cookout, my oven ribs are really good).
How do you meet people at restaurants? Do you just like go up to a table of people and pull up a chair? "Hey whatup. Oh no it's fine I brought my own food (pull a clutch of spaghetti out of my pocket)."
Meeting people for pre-scheduled work events or dates, not meeting strangers at the restaurant. Although I've done your thing at bars with great success, I find a group of friends and declare I'm hanging out with them. People actually like it, I think it makes them feel adventurous.
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My dad got a smoker shortly before i moved out and he put me on the nightshift for basting and stuff. He got a bit obsessed and we were eating smoked everything basically every night
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Hello Dahncer_the_reindeer, or should I say r*pedeer? 8 letters, fitting huh. If this life were perfect you'd have known nothing but milk and cookies since you left your birthers c*nt. However, it's not- that's where I come in.
You have no say anymore, no freedom, no volition- I am Santa. You now worship my Christmas tree. You can call me Nicholas. A saint? No, but I come with more conviction.
Dahncer_the_reindeer you are my r*pe sleigh-ve now. And that's your greatest achievement- all you've ever amounted to, tugging and pulling my sleigh as we break the space time continuum together you complete fricking slut. I'll find you.
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Restaurants are for atmosphere/meeting with people, I'd rather eat my oven ribs than anything I've had at a restaurant (or cookout, my oven ribs are really good).
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How do you meet people at restaurants? Do you just like go up to a table of people and pull up a chair? "Hey whatup. Oh no it's fine I brought my own food (pull a clutch of spaghetti out of my pocket)."
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Meeting people for pre-scheduled work events or dates, not meeting strangers at the restaurant. Although I've done your thing at bars with great success, I find a group of friends and declare I'm hanging out with them. People actually like it, I think it makes them feel adventurous.
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Jeez doing that is my worst nightmare. You need to be entertaining to even try.
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Not this one. At Franklin's delivery drivers stand in line for hours until he runs out of brisket.
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Surely not. You could buy a quarter cow for 200$ around here
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Wonder bread slop aside, half loaf? Who's buying half a loaf of bread
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I still haven't had good BBQ
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Where the frick you live you
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Right lmao good BBQ isn't THAT hard to come by
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thats how we know you never ate Franklins brisket
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Imagine paying that lmao
They didn't put cheese and bacon on the potatoes and the bread is right out of the bag. Not even toasted 😂
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My dad got a smoker shortly before i moved out and he put me on the nightshift for basting and stuff. He got a bit obsessed and we were eating smoked everything basically every night
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Hello Dahncer_the_reindeer, or should I say r*pedeer? 8 letters, fitting huh. If this life were perfect you'd have known nothing but milk and cookies since you left your birthers c*nt. However, it's not- that's where I come in.
You have no say anymore, no freedom, no volition- I am Santa. You now worship my Christmas tree. You can call me Nicholas. A saint? No, but I come with more conviction.
Dahncer_the_reindeer you are my r*pe sleigh-ve now. And that's your greatest achievement- all you've ever amounted to, tugging and pulling my sleigh as we break the space time continuum together you complete fricking slut. I'll find you.
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