"In N Out animal style!?" the words I spoke as if they where a sin on a sints lips. These where also the only words i heard my friend speak as i walkd towards the group. I continue to say " You filthy little man what have you been doing, animal style really! That dont even sound fun iit sounds like it hurts and you would need a couple bandaids after you got done doing it!" My friends all look at me with a grin of unsureness then burst into an explosion of laughter. As i sit there dumb founded i reflect on what i just said, it all makes sense to me. I mean in and out animal style they clearly can only be talking about one thing, those filthy little hussies. Little did I know that while my mind was deep in the gutter they where talking about one of gods rare forms of perfection. when they finally stopped laughing they told me the magical tale of In N Out's secret menu. Oh how my mouth watered like rain on a garden as they greatly described in detail this beefy wonder. Gaining this knowledge had me feeling like a pirate I had just heard of an onion and tomato topped treasure and "I must get it", I thought," I must have it now."
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