Five Guys - PF

[Pete]

They prefer WaWa.

It was for my nephew. They don't have Wawa's where he lives. Thank goodness too what with all the female predators cruising for young dudes. :coocoocachooMrsRobbinson:

 

[RoseRed]

It was for my nephew. They don't have Wawa's where he lives. Thank goodness too what with all the female predators cruising for young dudes. :coocoocachooMrsRobbinson:

Your nephew was here for a visit?

 

[Pete]

Your nephew was here for a visit?

No :shrug:

 

[BS Gal]

I hear it does get better after you're loosened up. It's a bit much to handle. :shrug:

"loosened up" would be the key words for 5 guys.

 

[BS Gal]

I'll be there soon...

It wasn't Sloppy Joe's. It was Hog's Breath. He forgot where he was.

 

[Pete]

I'll be there soon...

Go to Hog's Breath and get the smoked fish It is whatever they caught that day so it is different everyday. The smoked amberjack was my favorite.

 

[MJ]

Maybe Have to wait until Mrs Jones makes me an offer.

That burger looks great and I'll even finish off your pickle.

 

[Pete]

That burger looks great and I'll even finish off your pickle.

 

[jazz lady]

"loosened up" would be the key words for 5 guys.

I'm glad SOMEBODY gets my humor. Or lack of it.

 

[K_Jo]

That burger looks great and I'll even finish off your pickle.

:swoooop:


Where's otter?

 

[K_Jo]

I'm glad SOMEBODY gets my humor. Or lack of it.

Is this about SuperBowel parties?

 

[K_Jo]

That burger looks great and I'll even finish off your pickle.

You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to Mrs. Jones again.



Crap. That was square-worthy.

 

[ylexot]

Been before?

Nope.

 

[jazz lady]

Is this about SuperBowel parties?

I was just the straight man for that.

 

[MJ]

You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to Mrs. Jones again.



Crap. That was square-worthy.

What? I like pickles. :shrug: :alanitwhit:

 

[Otter]

Is this about SuperBowel parties?

And i wake up in the morning with my hair down in my eyes and she says hi
And i stumble to the breakfast table while the kids are going off to school, goodbye.
And she reaches out and takes my hand and squeezes it and says how you feeling hon?
And i look across at smiling lips that warm my heart, and see my morning sun.

And if that's not loving me, then all i've got to say,
God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't rain in indianapolis in the summer time.
And there's no such thing as dr. seuss or disney land and mother goose, no nursery rhymes.
God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't rain in indianapolis in the summer time.
And when myself is feeling low, i think about her face and go and ease my mind.

Sometimes i call her up, at home, knowing she's busy.
And ask her if she can get away, meet me and maybe we can grab a bite to eat.
And she drops what she's doing and she hurries down to meet me, and i'm always late.
But she sits waiting patiently, and smiles when she first sees me, because she's made that way.

And if that ain't loving me, then all i've got to say,
God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't snow in minneapolis when the winter comes.
And there's no such thing as make-believe, puppy dogs or autumn leaves, no bb guns.
God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't snow in minneapolis when the winter comes.

 

[Otter]

Sorry, Super Bowel parties remind me of little green apples..:shrug:

 

[K_Jo]

And i wake up in the morning with my hair down in my eyes and she says hi
And i stumble to the breakfast table while the kids are going off to school, goodbye.
And she reaches out and takes my hand and squeezes it and says how you feeling hon?
And i look across at smiling lips that warm my heart, and see my morning sun.

And if that's not loving me, then all i've got to say,
God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't rain in indianapolis in the summer time.
And there's no such thing as dr. seuss or disney land and mother goose, no nursery rhymes.
God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't rain in indianapolis in the summer time.
And when myself is feeling low, i think about her face and go and ease my mind.

Sometimes i call her up, at home, knowing she's busy.
And ask her if she can get away, meet me and maybe we can grab a bite to eat.
And she drops what she's doing and she hurries down to meet me, and i'm always late.
But she sits waiting patiently, and smiles when she first sees me, because she's made that way.

And if that ain't loving me, then all i've got to say,
God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't snow in minneapolis when the winter comes.
And there's no such thing as make-believe, puppy dogs or autumn leaves, no bb guns.
God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't snow in minneapolis when the winter comes.

I'm all chocked up.

 

[RoseRed]

Sorry, Super Bowel parties remind me of little green apples..:shrug:

:roadapples:

 

[jazz lady]

What? I like pickles. :shrug: :alanitwhit:

Hold the pickle, hold the lettuce,
special orders don't upset us...

I crack myself up at times.