So last night a bunch of my friends and I went to Denny’s for some breakfast-for-dinner and I couldn’t decide on what I wanted, so I told the waiter “I want a lot of eggs.”
“How many eggs do you want?” “How many can I get?” “I mean if you get a Make Your Own Slam you can get up to 8..” “I would like a questionable amount of eggs, please. Scrambled, so that I don’t know how many there are.”
And boy did he deliver.
The manager came out to present the eggs (because, as our waiter joked, this plate of eggs was too much of a health risk for anyone but the manager to be liable for serving me), and said “….who’s responsible for this?”
I started crying out of excitement/joy/fear (no lie. it was embarrassing)
Anyway, this heavenly plate of eggs filled the entire plate and was about an inch deep (there were 2 layers of eggs in it! with cheese in the middle!!)
The waiter kept joking “You’re not getting a box. You have to finish it! You chose this!” I tipped him 100% out of pure shame (plus he was a rad dude).
A prototype created by the gods of chaos sent to earth every 100 years as an experiment to gauge human limitations… and break them.
This guy is a never-ending ride
Hands down my favorite blog on tumblr. never a dull moment.
I gotta admit tho, he’s pretty chill guy aside from the meth and huge ego
You gotta have a huge ego in today’s society cuz if you don’t believe you’re the shit, people will treat you like shit. Get on my level and watch how much the differently the people around you will act and how quickly disrespect turns into the utmost respect. This knowledge that I’ve gained and bestowed upon you comes from ego death
