'FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN'
Guess the state.
(Thanks to Heather Lubay and Jeff Meyerson)
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(Thanks to Heather Lubay and Jeff Meyerson)
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"WFTV found out his case might be forwarded to the State Attorney's Office to determine whether or not to prosecute him."
I first read that as "WTFTV". Which would have been a perfect fit.
Posted by: Wolfsong | January 04, 2013 at 05:32 PM
Oddly enuf (well, perty odd frum MY personal POV, ennyway), I had a similar experience (without the threat of actual violence) in SoCal once ... co-werker & I stopped fer a mid-afternoon lunch break @ a sandwich (non-franchise/chain-type) ... I ferigt whut it wuz, might've been a variation of a BLT, & when asked whit I wanted on it, I tlad her ...
"That's ALL?!?!?!" she blurted? "No mayo?!?!?!"
Sorry, I don't really care for it much, and can get along quite well without it ... (peanut butter, OTOH, is quite tasty on a BLT) ...
She gave me a look that had me wonderin' if she wuz gonna call the guys to fit me fer a long-sleeved jacket with a buckle in back ...
Posted by: O the Umanity | January 04, 2013 at 05:34 PM
I went with a friend to pick up lunch from a local Southern California Mexican fast-food chain a few years ago. This chain was known for their steep discount on "Taco Tuesday", when you could buy six tacos for the price of four.
Counter: "Hi! Can I help you?"
Car: "Yes, I'd like to order six tacos please."
Counter: "Sorry, you can't have six tacos. Would you like anything else?"
Car: "No, all I want is six tacos."
Counter: "We can't sell you six tacos."
Car: "Why? Are you sold out?"
Counter: "Nope."
Car "Then why can't I get six tacos?"
Counter: "Because today isn't Tuesday."
Posted by: PirateBoy | January 04, 2013 at 06:39 PM
Really, PirateBoy. Don't you know that the other six days, you have to place three separate orders for two tacos each? Sheesh! Customers these days!
Posted by: Guin | January 04, 2013 at 06:48 PM
I shudder to think what would have happened if our Dave had been in this situation and the "sandwich artist" had pulled a bottle of ketchup out of a refrigerator.
Posted by: nursecindy | January 04, 2013 at 07:55 PM
Not like it's actually in Philly. Ask for ketchup there and you might wake up 3 days later covered in it.
Posted by: Loudmouth | January 04, 2013 at 08:49 PM
He won't get far on footlong.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 04, 2013 at 09:05 PM
Now, now no fighting.
Posted by: Theresa | January 04, 2013 at 09:37 PM
The hot dog Nazis in Chicago -- you know the guys who insist on putting an entire salad on a bun and hiding a hot dog somewhere in it -- have the same prejudices. Lord help you if you put ketchup on anything.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | January 04, 2013 at 10:38 PM
Mikey likes it. Stuff Philly.
Posted by: HogsAteMySister | January 05, 2013 at 04:02 AM
Ketchup on a hot dog? Barbarian!
*shudder*
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | January 05, 2013 at 07:58 AM
My favorite restaurant experience happened up Nawth someplace. Went into a family style restaurant like Howard Johnson's or the like. Asked for coconut pie and the waitress comes back with a slice of pie. I took a bite and it was just pie. No coconut. I asked the waitress why there was no coconut in my pie.
"Didn't have none" was the frank response. Loved this story and got a lot of mileage out of it.
No fighting just total amazement of the absurdity of the situation, then laughter for many years afterwards.
Posted by: Joe in Japan | January 05, 2013 at 08:31 AM
I ate lunch in Ontario once and ordered tea (no coffee, for some reason). Following my natural inclination, I opened three or four sugar packets and poured them in.
I was having trouble getting them to dissolve. Then the waitress came over.
"We noticed your accent," she said,"so your tea's already sweet."
Best tea-flavored syrup I ever had.
Posted by: Steve | January 05, 2013 at 09:59 AM
I am "quoting" from FEDERAL LAW 84N, Section 23, Row 4, Seat 6.
Ahem.
Thou shalt NOT put ketchup on Philly Cheese. Also Steak. Amen
Posted by: MikeyVA | January 05, 2013 at 10:06 AM
Good thing it wasn't in New York. Under the new Bloomberg Law you could get 20 years to life for ketchup on a Philly Cheese Steak, and LWOP (Life Without Parole) if you add a 20 ounce Coke with that.
Posted by: Davec | January 05, 2013 at 10:44 AM
People who put ketchup on a Philly cheesesteak DESERVE to have chairs thrown at them.
Posted by: Martin BG | January 07, 2013 at 04:17 PM