I had a disappointing fish taco last night. Nope, that's not a euphemism for mediocre sex.
I really ordered, received and was subsequently disappointed by a fish taco appetizer last night.
I sent it back, they took it off the bill.
Yup. Me too.
So you see, that is the quality writing you're going to get from me for the next day or two- I've got a buttload of work to get caught up on by Monday.
I'm going into the non-witness protection program until Friday.
My new name is Mavis "Crystal" Methberg. I'm moving to Guam.
Oops, I probably shouldn't have told you that. Don't tell anyone else, o.k?
Until then, I leave you with a sweet piece of Elvis booty from the permanent collection:
You say you DON'T have a solid gold (plated) Elvis decanter that plays "My Way" sitting in your dining room?
Geez- I thought everyone had one of these.
See you Friday, my little sweet cherry pies.
Now I have nothing to live for until Friday.
(Will that comment get me a free postcard?)
Provide an address and thou shalt receive.
Be strong. If crying makes you feel better, than just let it all out.
So what did one fish taco say to the other fish taco...
Ok, I really don't have a fish taco joke sorry. But I do have to confess something here, Mavis. I have never had a fish taco before. I know can you believe it. I've always wanted to try them but always opt for something else. I have had a seafood burrito though so maybe that counts for something...
Oops in case you didn't already go off and investigate "twinz" is me - the other WM. Twinz is my alter ego . I go and leave evil comments on people's blogs under that alias . I just forgot to sign in to my "nice" alias for you.
I've never had a fish taco, either. The mere thought of it makes me a little sick.
But I am a reformed Anti-Seafood kinda person. I force myself to eat Tilapia filets every month or so for the health benefits. And for The Man. I reward myself with a bottle of white wine. It evens out.
I'll miss you dearly until Friday.
That's a helluva decanter there, Mavis, I must say.
If I had to be a fruit pie, then I'm glad it's cherry.
Fish taco... hmmm. That's all I am going to say!
Well you will be missed.
And since I am away from my office I will not even have access to my plastic Elvis statue that plays Viva Las Vegas to entertain me in the meantime!
You had a bad fish taco?!
It couldn't have POSSIBLY been at 1.) Taco del Mar, 2.) Rubios or 3.) Baja Fresh!!
I'm debating with myself: Which is more horrifying--the mere mention of "fish tacos" or WM being MIA for a while?
You'll be missed, dear. But, thank you for the Elvis. It certainly softens the blow.
Best Fish Tacos: Rubio's in San Diego. If you ever get a chance... YUM!!! All of the fish tacos here in Wisconsin don't even compare.
Two words that should never be used in the same sentence: Fish and Taco. I just can't see how that works. But then I'm a picky eater..so there ya go.
Man, you guys in America have EVERYTHING.
Why do certain people feel the need to make up euphemisms for sex? Just call it sex!
Wow, I'm so impressed you sent it back! The British never directly complain - whinge and moan about it to each other yes, but when the waiter comes by and asks if it was okay we always hear ourselves say 'yes that was fine' so as not to make a fuss.
Then hate ourselves on the way home.
You'd be a consumer hero here.
I thought Elvis was still alive?
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