There I was eating Chinese with Dal and what d'ya know, the waiter brings us some 'free' chicken feet soup, compliments of three old timers in the table in front...
"WHAT THE EFF, I AIN'T TOUCHING THAT SHIT!!"
"I know we're cute, but so cute till we get free food?!"
"Are they trying to drug us to get into our pants?"
"They saw the Merz, and they'll kill to get it."
"We're as dead as that chicken foot."
"If they get up after we call for the bill, we're dead."
Can't a guy eat his schweet-schour-pork in peace??!
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