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Showing posts with label Dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dog. Show all posts

Saturday, August 25, 2012

A story about a piss poor restaurant.!!!

So, to-day it’s a story about a piss poor restaurant that we happened to pick and tried to eat there. To be fair I am sure that they do serve a good meal here.(when?). I, am sure there are other good restaurants in the area, but we choose this one because it was recommended and we feel the person was telling us a firkin’ fib. We will make sure he gets to read the blog for sure.


Did you ever go a place to eat and the food was so yucky that even a doggie bag with two gold stars on it, won’t elevate it to a stature fit for your dog.?? Only a real s-muck would try and feed this to his best friend and it’s a small wonder that you get bit in the ass when you aren’t looking.!!. Doggie Bag,??, leave the stuff there. Your dog deserves better than that, but of course you will reheat and eat IT.??, wtf ??.

I am sending this to the place in town and a copy to head office and then on this blog. It won’t do anything but I will feel better about it.?? Revenge of the Rationally Dis-a-d-d-vanced or something.

Dear Sir;

We had the misfortune to have visited your restaurant during the mid week. I am complaining about the food, that was a problem. And, we had to ask for condiments for our orders. You would think that it would come automatically when setting a table.?? Along with the fork-ink’ knifes.

We had two orders of your supposed fish and chips and in different sizes and both were under cooked. “Lightly battered?’ That was pancake mix into which they were dipped . Which probably explains the uncooked batter inside. Beer batter, not on your life..!! , in your dreams maybe.

It didn’t seem busy to us and yet our food gave us the impression that it was cooked in a “hurry” and was ill prepared. We mentioned this fact to the girl and we were given an explanation and she made an attempt to get this corrected.??. what are you doing to do, refry it.??, should have left. But, no, we eat the fish and left the batter on the plate.!! so we were hungry, yes, I know why complain, if you are eating a poor meal.??

If we are asking about the preparation of the food and are not happy about it, you would think it would get corrected.??, not really, we should have picked up and left and just paid for the drinks. The fact is we travel around a lot and every place we have visited had good food, not so yours.

Maybe you should have “a chefs surprise day”, but you take your chances and if you finish your meal, by chance, the drinks are free.!!. But, first you must announce you want the special of the day and you don’t care what comes up. “rules”. Sorry, I do digress.

This was mentioned so, we decided not to tip the girl for full 15% of the total bill. It was inexcusable. And,. When she asked how was it,?, we relied “never seen anything like this before”.!!, really, really.!!,

Anyway, I don’t expect you will do Anything, to compensate us for the dreadful meal or do I want to come back, I rather go the Harvey’s, or A and W, where at least the food is prepared in the same fashion every time and it’s consistent and warm. Atmosphere, taking in account as well.

Do you know that, “McDonalds” on this day would have been better, than what we had at your place. “Ronald McDonalds” .!!! Why is it you can’t get a decent meal from you people??. What you say or do will not alter the fact, your place does NOT, give “consistent good food service”.

How the hell you stay in business is beyond me. On a scale out of, 10, you rate a 4.0., You are rated as #23 out of 62 restaurants in our town.. and you are a major chain with weak links.

The small downtown eatery is even ranked higher than you.!! And that place has authentic atmosphere and it’s a mom and pops place and the food is delectable. The following, hints will tell you which place I am referring to. Starts with a K and ends with an S.

Whatz dat dare??? Chef's Surprise.!!!

Monday, January 2, 2012

DOG FOR SALE:

This was sent to me from a Friend.

A guy was driving around the back woods of Montana and saw a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: “Talking Dog For Sale”. He rang the bell, and the owner appeared and told him that the dog was in the back yard.

The guy went into the back yard and saw a nice-looking Labrador retriever sitting there.

“You talk”? he asked.

“Yep”, the Lab replied.

After the guy recovered from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he said, “So, what's your story”?

The Lab looked up and said, “Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA.

In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping”.

“I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down.

I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals”.

“I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired”.

The guy was amazed. He went back in and asked the owner what he wanted for the dog.

“Ten dollars”, the guy said.

”Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap”?



“Because he's a liar. He's never been out of the yard”!