03-19-2026, 03:44 AM
Last Saturday morning, I was sitting in my favorite breakfast restaurant. Beginning to read the news.
The place was just starting to fill up. One of the staff rushed in, coat on crooked, with a black eye.
The waitresses huddled around her for a few minutes, then she vanished into the kitchen.
The potatoes in the hash were underdone and lumpy. Better than burnt, I guess.
The place was just starting to fill up. One of the staff rushed in, coat on crooked, with a black eye.
The waitresses huddled around her for a few minutes, then she vanished into the kitchen.
The potatoes in the hash were underdone and lumpy. Better than burnt, I guess.
Non-practicing atheist