Where is everyone #5

My uncles dinner table... he didn’t make it

 

I'm from Florida. All are stories start with hold my beer.

 

Fixed

 

Alcohol because no great story ever starts with a salad

 

Hunting trips are always more memorable than the salad bar trips.

 

As are most things in life.

 

I'm sitting at this Facebook data storage site in Utah now. I hate these places. They want you to hurry up and get there. Then they don't answer their phones when you get here. So I'm sitting in the staging area because they have to escourt you from here. I could be untarping now, but nooooo, nobody answers their phone. Grrrr. Screw Facebook and big data anyways.

 

Hell man idk I think I might need the salad bar more than the steak bar and double baked potato bar right now

 

Well that's the truth!!! But howabout make it past the cringe worthy 'what waste of potential' phase to the 'he was mean old senile coot anyway ' phase?

 

To each their own. In the end, isn't it all the same?