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ok so here's the deal...
 

yellow cards: but not for in-gameplay un-sportsman like conduct...

ok so heres the deal...
what the freak is with the 6'4'' l3unny in my living room you might be asking.... actually if you only knew the whole story you might be asking that but because you probably don't you probably aren't asking that question... but anyways...now that i think about it i don't think that i titled my last post...what in the world is the world coming toooo.. i seriusly can't remember what day it is sometimes but this is serious...
ok so we had spring/easter egg hunt a little early at my house... so who cares... what ever keeps the little kids happy and rotting their little teeth out... that sounds really bad i know but they won't learn unless they experience it... what in the world are they experienceing to begin with you might be asking and you are asking the wrong person... if you haven't figured that out by now we need to have another discussion...but again that would be another discussion for another day and time... or whatever.
so the other day...and when i say the other day, i mean....yesterday night...not at the usual venue and when i say venue... i mean the "hop of i's" so we were at this time drum roll please...perkins...so here it goes...and there it went... no but seriously i now know why we go to latoya instead of perkins...personality... personality is everthing. and so perkins is a no go...but on the way back from the bathroom...yeah during the time that i ordered until the time that i received probably the not so best pancakes in the world i used the facilities...mostly to wash my face and wake up...i see at the host stand...there is a yellow card...not like that kind you get in soccer for roughing people up...but on it is says...free piece of pie if i don't offer you one...so i think score...people at perkins don't care about their jobs...well i didn't really think that but it makes it more interesting if i were to have thought that....so i tell everyone at the table my idea...don't let the waitress ask us for pie... the only question is how to not let her have the option to do so...well one way to ensure that they ask you if you want some pie is the pick up the card that has a picture of some scrumptious key lime pie...but definitely not as good as the stuff that i make....pictured on it...[yeah i must apologize for this one...i will admit it, it was me that picked up the card]...so on the way out i knabbed the yellow reminder card...and to this day [although it has been all of about 16-17 hours] still resides in my care.

l3unny OUT
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