Oh my heck, y’all. I went to Dinky’s for breakfast and got their Double Stuffed Egg and Biscuit Healthwich…It had teeth in it. Yeah, y’all. It had teeth in it and it bit me. And Dinky’s wouldn’t even give me peroxide to clean the wound. They accused me of mendacity. I wish Jon Voight was my dad…I bet I wouldn’t get pushed around and told to cover up my nipples at Luby’s. I’d love to go with my dad, Jon Voight, to an Aerosmith concert. I bet no one in the band would bite me then.
I went to Dinky’s for breakfast
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