Just got back from one of those swanky shwanyk fancypants hoydee toydee woo-woo lad-dee-daa type “events” containing tons of [alleged] celebrities [that i’ve never heard of] for a big time Hollywood executive [that i’ve never heard of] where they served salmon eggs and lobster bisque as the main course…
Luckily there was a Mcdonald’s on the way home.
If mine had a claw in it like this, then it woulda had a shot of getting at least a foot in the door to my digestive system, but instead it was just a pool of creamy colored (not brown like this) soup with lob chunks in it. wtf…
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UPDATE: Would it be ungracious to comment on the Facebook status of the girl who took me to this thing as her date and point out that she’s being an embarrassing attention whore by bragging about how socially connected and important she is for attending this thing less than an hour after it was over?
Probably… good thing I have a website that no one reads.
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