Death to Dick's? ...NEVER!

The Mrs says I gotta stop going to Dick's all the time. Bogus. I was all like "but Les does it" and she was all like "Les goes there only in order to drag you back to your office." and then I was like "but it tastes soooooooooo good." and she was like "it only tastes good because of all the grease and fat in the food." and I was like "duh" and she was like "if you actually saw how much fat was in that you wouldn't eat it ever again." and I was like "I can order just the fat? Score! Why waste time with potatoes when I can go straight to the source of Dick's goodness." And then the Mrs was like "gross! you wouldn't dare." and I was like "put your money where your mouth is."

To Be Continued....