Whatever pays the bills (& makes more)
I’m a strict vegetarian. My wife and I were on a motorcycle club run one time and we stopped at a steak house at the end of the run.
My wife orders her meal comprising some kind of dead animal so I ask the waiter what they had that was vegetarian so that I could order.
“Vegetables” he said with a huff, “that’s what the food eats.” He left, and returned to deliver my wife’s meal. He just dumped a side salad in front of me and said, “you get the pity salad” and walked off again before I could argue.
He could have suggested you graze in the back yard.I’m a strict vegetarian. My wife and I were on a motorcycle club run one time and we stopped at a steak house at the end of the run.
My wife orders her meal comprising some kind of dead animal so I ask the waiter what they had that was vegetarian so that I could order.
“Vegetables” he said with a huff, “that’s what the food eats.” He left, and returned to deliver my wife’s meal. He just dumped a side salad in front of me and said, “you get the pity salad” and walked off again before I could argue.
You might have better luck at an "Olive Garden"I’m a strict vegetarian. My wife and I were on a motorcycle club run one time and we stopped at a steak house at the end of the run.
My wife orders her meal comprising some kind of dead animal so I ask the waiter what they had that was vegetarian so that I could order.
“Vegetables” he said with a huff, “that’s what the food eats.” He left, and returned to deliver my wife’s meal. He just dumped a side salad in front of me and said, “you get the pity salad” and walked off again before I could argue.
Oh heck no. Soggy salad and microwaved pasta.You might have better luck at an "Olive Garden"
Doesn’t even need sponsorship ** late edit** missing a handle (slot machines)