Hey there all you sassy bitches! Boy have I been busy. What's that? No one asked? I don't care. I'm gonna tell you anyway. SASSY!
So I guess I'll start with Valentine's day. In a last ditch effort to snag myself a babe, me and my busted whore went out for a few drinks at a local bar. We figured we would walk in and own the place. I mean bars are already single people territory, so the ones out there on Valentine's day are definitely single, and definitely sassy.
We arrived and had a few drinks when some creep told me I should take it easy cause I was making him look bad. Okay, I've had two dirty martinis, you've had God knows how many pints . . . . If I go out with the intentions of babe hunting, it is totally okay for me to say and do whatever I want, but should anyone try to hunt me, I will call them a creep. Needless to say the night ended up being a bust.
The next day I woke up and caught my neighbor in the parking garage. He told me about this really authentic African American restaurant called Kentucky Fried Chicken (he's been to Africa, so he knows the real deal).
I decided I would try the place out for lunch, and boy was I impressed. I had three chicken strips with a side of coleslaw and biscuits. YUM!!!! I would definitely recommend the place to anyone looking to get the real African American experience.
If you guys have any suggestions for authentic ethnic cuisine, feel free to email them to me. I'd love to hear from you!
Love,
The Oat
thesassyoat@aol.com
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