My father is 75 years old and angry at the world.
These are his stories
“Nope. Never going there again. I had their coleslaw for about my hundredth time the other day. I got sick. Might have been something else. Probably the coleslaw though. I’m never going back. Shame. Used to love that place.
Fool me once shame on me. Get me sick to the point where it’s coming out both ends, shame on you and I ain’t going back.”
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