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| The "margerine" and gravy were too salty and coagulated. |
Sung to the tune of Andy William’s Theme From Love Story
Where do I begin?
To tell the story of a congealed lunch I had with thee
From gravy, cobbler and two-colored butter now in my artery
Left wondering where the nearest emergency room was to me
Where do I start?
First we said hello!
Welcomed by a sign that said “When Ordering Please Bellow”
Baked Chicken, cabbage, mac/cheese for here and not go
All things cooked with some odd form of clear Jell-O
Lord it’s my heart!
They filled my heart with very salty things
It seemed that salt was on everything
Chopped steak processed not made with love
Greenish gravy not from anywhere above
It’s all true, I was there …
How long can this last?
This pain in my gut surely can not last all day
Maybe more Rolaids will make it go away
I can’t stand it when LITG makes me feel this way
Why was I there?
Why was I there …
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| Why was this guy leaning over the counter? |
*Information concerning this GGP foray is still classified. Forget what you read about it.
Although we've suffered casualties recently, you should have sent in the GGPs first. You know its going to be a bad one when the lunch discussion involves determining where the ER of the day is located.
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