Amby's.
Lunch tray dinner.
With a shot.
yum yum!
Often on Sunday its a girls take over. This fine Sunday three of us were talkin' trash as always:: girl's minds are just as bad as boys let me tell you::
So we were upping the bar on this one- We are dishing the real business- the nice and embarrassing stuff, the personal, the gross, the dirty, the awesome, you name it. And after a good hour or two- a man who was sitting by himself comes up to our table and THANKS US FOR THE ENLIGHTENING CONVERSATION of which he just eavesdropped instead of reading the paper as he was pretending. I died. But was not surprised what-so-ever.
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