Okay, ya’ll know about my new found buddy “Tilapia” and how we’ve been hanging tight for a couple of weeks. Well everything was good until an old friend stopped by this weekend. “Papa Johns” paid me a visit at the request of my wife and overstayed his welcome (that bastard). “Papa Johns” left me full of his B.S. and ended up giving me a headache from all of his “salty” language. I couldn’t wait until he left the next day enroute to the bowels of his meager existence flushed with misery. It’ll be a cold day in hell before I let him in again.
I had to apologize to my good buddy “Tilapia”, but he understood how past friends tend to guilt you into “keeping it real” and staying down for the cause. True indeed, “Tilapia” even took 3 pounds of stress from off my chest, worrying that I messed up a good friendship. It goes to prove, sometimes change is good…..
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Kick Papa Johns @$$ to the curb, for sure! You don’t need his salty language! You’re better than that, and you’ve got a friend indeed (in Tilapia). GO BIG MIKE!
Thanks, Erin. Will do!!
I LOVE Papa John’s, but he is not welcome in my house right now. Maybe later, but not today. In fact, I know he’ll have to come visit, because I’ll miss him too much, but for now… the welcome mat is not out.
Yeah, Papa John can go to hell.
I love the post. It was so cool to read. You made it interesting. I can see the attitude behind it. That attitude will take you far!!! It was a joy to read this.