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Finally, buffet day came, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop us from filling ourselves with pounds and pounds of cholesterol. Although everything pretty much turned out as planned, there was just one person who almost ruined my night. Friends, I introduce to you MR. FOIE.
So there I was patiently waiting for the cook to serve me my foie gras when big, LOUD and annoying MR. FOIE stood beside me and ordered 10 pieces. The cook graciously told him that he was just finishing my order before starting his. I could’ve sworn MR. FOIE even looked irked that his order wasn’t cooked right away.
MR. FOIE: Grabe ang daming cholesterol niyan! (Turns to me) Sigurado ka gusto mo pa niyan?
Me: I want my three pieces. *fake smile*
Cook: Sir, okay lang. paminsan minsan lang naman e.
MR. FOIE: Ah eh di naman kami paminsan-minsan lang mag foie gras e. Kahon-kahon ganyan namin sa bahay.
It’s funny how some people just NEED to brag to make themselves feel better just because their requests aren’t being honored first. MR. FOIE, wherever and whoever you are, shut your hole and wait for your turn next time. Nobody needs an obnoxious tub of lard like you.
What saved my night and made it even more fun?
(Mom of MR. FOIE stands beside MR. FOIE)
MR. FOIE: Gusto mo ng foie?
Mom of MR. FOIE: Ano yan?
hahahahaha...
Gusto mo ah!!!! laughtrip
-Mr V.-