Jan 15, 2010

The Food Court

Working a 9-5 there's a routine you get used to. Smiling at people you don't like, making small talk, pretending not to be looking at this and holding back an open slap from asking faces. All these things can get kinda sour fast but there is one thing that I just can't live without..the fucken Food Court yo! I only fucks with it about once a week because things stay delicious when you use them in moderation. Just like non-filtered Camels and Southern Comfort.

Sometimes I get lost in my mind at the Food Court. When I'm in a long ass line for that new burrito spot I tend to drift off and think I'm actually lining up for the Behemoth at Canada's Wonderland. Word to that ride.

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