You. You Know Who You Are.

July 29, 2008 at 6:20 am (Uncategorized)

….and when I get around to reviewing the surveillance camera archives from the front-door cam at my restaurant tomorrow, I’ll know who you are.

And you and I will both know that you befouled the bathroom hallway of my lovely restaurant because you couldn’t get there in time, you disgusting pig. There’s barely enough bleach in all the world to cover up the smell. We threw the mop and broom we used to clean it up into the dumpster. It was that bad.

(Personally, I think the culprit was the guy who told my host that a “baby” had had an accident back there. “Baby”? Yeah, maybe a baby hippo. That hallway looked like an incontinent Budweiser Clydesdale hitch had come through. Seriously, what the hell did you eat??)


  1. Robby Albarado said,

    maybe it was a bad filet of tilapia…after a series of great posts about music, this one really blind-sided me in a good way…

  2. Rob said,


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