Hey, I've been been called worse...
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and at 6'1" and 160 pounds, yeah I'm pretty lean... Hey, I LOVE cake frosting and every sweet known to man.. I eat ice cream every stinkin' night and I can't control myself around certain foods.. But, raw fat just makes me try to hurl...
In high school we went to a local brisket place.. He was supposed to be the best in Texas.. I got a brisket sandwich.. The owner brought me my sandwich and was interested in my reaction to my first bite, as I had never been there before, so he stayed at my table.. I took a big first bite and there was a HUGE chunk of fat in my first bite.. Oh &%#&@........
I literally started sweating.. I was chewing, trying to make the fat small enough to try to swallow, cuz I can't spit it out with the owner 2 feet away from me watching me like a hawk.. I chewed and chewed and tried not to hurl and eventually was able to swallow what was still a HUGE chunk of fat.. I thought i was coming back up, but I managed to keep from puking.. That's the closest I've ever come to puking from fat in my life - two feet from the sandwich maker/owner..
He saw me sweating and kind of hesitated and then asked how it was.. I lied and said "awesome" and he left to go back to the back - he knew I almost puked.... I didn't eat another bite and left...
Friendship is like peeing your pants.. Everybody can see it, but only you can feel the warmth..
In high school we went to a local brisket place.. He was supposed to be the best in Texas.. I got a brisket sandwich.. The owner brought me my sandwich and was interested in my reaction to my first bite, as I had never been there before, so he stayed at my table.. I took a big first bite and there was a HUGE chunk of fat in my first bite.. Oh &%#&@........
I literally started sweating.. I was chewing, trying to make the fat small enough to try to swallow, cuz I can't spit it out with the owner 2 feet away from me watching me like a hawk.. I chewed and chewed and tried not to hurl and eventually was able to swallow what was still a HUGE chunk of fat.. I thought i was coming back up, but I managed to keep from puking.. That's the closest I've ever come to puking from fat in my life - two feet from the sandwich maker/owner..
He saw me sweating and kind of hesitated and then asked how it was.. I lied and said "awesome" and he left to go back to the back - he knew I almost puked.... I didn't eat another bite and left...
Friendship is like peeing your pants.. Everybody can see it, but only you can feel the warmth..
