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Archive for April 10th, 2005

I’m on a strict diet you see…

Sunday, April 10th, 2005

“Good evening mam, may I take your order please”
“Hi, yeah, I’ll have a chicken royale, make sure you don’t put any salad in, I want extra cheese and mayonnaise, I’ll also have some err fries, super size and for desert I shall have a chocolate sundae with extra toppings.”
“Anything else mam…?”
“Oh yes! I almost forgot… [...]

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