nepenthean's Diaryland Dream Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hamburger a la carte I was walking through a nearly empty restaurant area when I decided to get a burger. Innocent enough. I didn’t buy one, no, that’s too easy. A guy outside who looked like a super young Chris Farley in a blue blazer acquired the patty for me and slid it into my bun and lettuce I already hand in my hand. What? Where did I get them? How does that work, BYOB — bring your own bun? I woke before eating. 8:55 a.m. - 2024-01-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
||||||
|
||||||