Today was the final meeting of the Breakfast Club as we have known it. Stephanie, Geolinguist
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Then I asked for Tabasco sauce.
And some low-life mother fucker had pried off the little flow-valve thing on the top.
Instead of four shakes of hot sauce over my bennie, I ended up with 1/4 cup of liquid pain on my plate.
We all laughed. I ordered a cup of hollandaise to try to mitigate the damage, but I was starting to choke on the fumes while I waited and tried to move the egg Benedict from my plate to a saucer. Naturally, I dropped it face-down in the puddle of Tabasco and covered
It's a day none of us will ever forget, I hope, since we all got to have a good laugh with
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