Gare, you Applebee's eating sum bitch. I hear one more word about how good it is over there and I'm shoving some salami down your gullet. More than likely it's gonna be Tine's. You have been warned.
Fucking applebees. Jesus H. Christ. Kid thinks he's back in 8th grade trying to impress Mary Jane rotten crotch by taking her out for dinner on 3 weeks worth of allowance money that he got fronted to him by mom. Now you get outside and get to mowing that yard son.
Lunch in memory of Gare today. Swedish meatballs in cheese mushroom sauce over pasta. But what does that have to do with Gare, you ask? Well, the pasta of choice was bow tie.
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