Me: “Hey darlin’, you wanna go to A Nice Restaurant to eat?”
Her: “Sure thing! Where??”
Me: *prepares for a “Who’s On First”-esque conversation*
True: I once waited tables for a high-end steak and wine place that was called The Strip Club. Whenever someone asked where I worked, it required some explanation. Especially when my dad asked.
I got no results for "Bald". But I did for "Bald Taco".
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