I want EXTRA.

You go to a Friday night fish fry…you get the three-piece meal….and they bring you this tiny little cup of tartar sauce.

You get a super-size french fry….and the cups for the ketchup are thimble-sized.

You buy a sandwich somewhere and you get ONE mayo/mustard packet.

C’mon, man. We want more. We demand more!

More condiments. If I ask for extra, I mean “EXTRA”.

Well, this dude definitely got “EXTRA”

Damn. This brought a tear to my eye.

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Brian Simpson

Unapologetic fan of the Red Sox, Patriots, Bruins & Celtics. Lover of powerful, dark beers. Married with NO kids. Ever. Lover of doggos. Not so much cats.

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