Results…
Sandler Stones - the epitome of pain
I'm still in stone labour and the pain has been replaced by boredom. The pain is pretty much still there, it comes and goes in waves much. In that respect it is much like being forced to watch an Adam Sandler movie - it makes you want to tear your inside bits out. All very disappointing and highly annoying. But life goes on, apparently, just not with me playing any meaningful part in it. That's right reader I am the very definition of woe and and begrudgery right now. I could squash a puppy and rub it's bloody guts and fur in your kids face such is my mood and present.
But like all Adam Sandler movies, it will end and joy and jubilation will wash over me.
But until then I reserve the right to be a mardy old man.
The results of my latest poll, "What makes you, the Well Done Fillet reader, sad and want to hurt things the most when you are out for something to eat?" have been tabulated by a troop of highly skilled and underfed monkeys. (Adam Sandler's out of work writers)
The Results..
As I suspected more people are angered and turn violent due to unpalatable food than less than perfect service. I can sleep contented tonight. Well I would if I didn't have to go to the bathroom every three hours.
If anybody needs me I'll be wandering the streets looking for a puppy to snatch.
Scientists. Bastards they are. This is just the sort of application they should be concentrating their efforts on for those nanobot thingies.
Would gravity and a bungee jump help?
scared of heights innit…but it’s a lovely idea…ouch!
i am very thankful for the many countries and oceans separating you from my puppy-dog right now! Those evil Adam Sandler stones have got to go.
Adam Sandler is never involved at any time with anything remotely funny, so I have come to the conclusion that humour is the Anti-Sandler.
Tell your Sandler-stones some jokes, they’ll jump right out of you, I’m sure.
bwahahahaha…I’m mental enough to try anything right now…
be as cranky as you need to be (crossed legs tightly and shudders) i’d be the same nasty stones
cheers cat…I will…I may lash out at a kitten soon
Not the first time you’ve wandered the streets looking for puppy snatch.
ha, remember that night….you did really well…
ass hole…
Although I’m aware that what I’m about to say may be the equivalent of poking a bear with a stick, the geek inside me insists that it must be said.
It seems that your poll shows that more people are bothered by service in one way or another – be it inattentive, mardy or overbearing – than they are by the quality of the food.
There, I’ve said it. Sorry. Please don’t spit in my food.
Oh no I see that….it’s just that the question was what annoys you the most….and it’s bad food first and less than perfect service second…
it’s okay….I’ll not be tracking you down….yet
I basically just hate it when my server is a dude when there are hot women working at the restaurant.
I hope you’re feeling a little better. Kidney stones = no bueno
heh…cheers Minnow…
i’ve just tagged you for a meme at my place, sugar! xoxox
arrrrggghhh!
Huh, I thought menus with pics would be a bit higher. Here is a pic of the meal you want, designed by an artist who spent a week getting the perfect ingredients, took the picture, who then spent hours altering the image (photoshop) to make it super perfect and what you end up with is something that looks like it was prepared by the kid on work experience, tasted like it and a few hours later felt like it when I was cursing the chefs on the big white telephone.
I know! Me too! What’s that all about?
You should have seen the golden lab puppy in service training at the Dublin airport this evening.
That pup would have melted those stones on sight, it was so cute.
Aiieee, the puppy bark!
Makes you forget what a pain in the ass they are in the middle of the night.
we had LMM’s dog round on sunday….oh my….it’s gorgeous but mental….totally daft and never gets tired….there’ll be no collie/spaniel crosses for me…hell no