Lunch at the Heart Attack Grill

Today some of the boys from Data Doctors took me to lunch at a place called Heart Attack Grill. The name says it all. They have burgers call “Bypass” and fries covered in gravy and cheese. Dear lord I did not feel good when I left.




The waitresses were most of the experience. They were a flock of trashy nurses ranting insults and other flirtatious remarks, for me I was called a pussy and threatened by death because of the hate I was wearing. Chicks love me.



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