green room bbq chicken special, i have never had it with fries before it is always a salad, the people there just know you are a fries or a salad, but the chick we had was a fucking social reject and melissa could see her pubic hair trail and she had an undershave w/ ponytail ew.
i’m like, doesn’t this come with salad and undershave says no in slow-motion and looks at me like i am from venus. i think she was on valium or something. tackiest outfit ever too. i looked at the menu and saw that it clearly states salad or fries but decided not to make it into a “thing” and kept it to myself. for once.
then i’m like oh great now i am going to get food poisoning this is why i am not supposed to eat here but eat here anyway, sigh.
it was fine but still a little dubious considering it was green room cuisine.
you feel way more disgusting about yourself when there are fries you didn’t ask for on your plate.
mom i am spending the day in toronto lots of walking shoes haha.
