Showing posts with label waitstaff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label waitstaff. Show all posts
08 March 2008
Please keep my lemonade crisp and refreshing.
For christ's sake, is it that hard to not get poo in my lemonade? Tighten the hell up, waitstaff.
PS Lemons, tighten up and get rid of the seeds. It's not just cherries who have tightening to do.
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