Thursday, April 29, 2010

Final Answer!!‏

Hello!
First of all, please appriciate this one as it is the second time i've typed it. arr.  Yesterday i used the internet, typed this email, attached and labeled 20 photos, went to send it and the internet wouldn't work.  Blast, i tried for 15 minutes and it wouldn't send so i had to abandon it.  Also the devil man at the internet place made me pay even though his computer wasn't working, i almost threw my water bottle in his face though i managed to restrain myself, barely.

Second of all, hahahahahah.  For anyone who's seen the photo of Rachael in the enormous barreling wave and thought it was real please look again; her hair is dry, she is calmly smiling and if you look closely she and the surfboard are actually floating in space, hahaha!  Sorry to anyone we tricked, it was just meant to be a joke!!

Thirdly, on to the next matter of business; multiple choice.  Turns out everyone knows me better then i know myself!  The most common guess, at a ratio of something like 10 to 1 was, 'E' all of the above, 'Final Answer'.  "shit" i thought upon reading everyone's guess, "that would have been an awesome answer, I wish I'd thought of that myself." ha
In actuality the real answer was, (disturbingly i know, that's why we walked out) 'C' dead puppies.  I almost vomited, who on earth runs a restaurant and wouldn't either feed the puppies some scraps or at least if your not going to keep them alive for gods sakes get the dead fly covered puppies off the floor of your establishment!!  SICK!!

Even sicker then that...so the dead puppy incident took place a week ago.  Since then all of us whom were there have boycotted 'Warung 29.'  That was until...last night three of us are strolling down the street looking forward to a hearty bowl of Bakso (a local meetball, noodle, veggie soup that fills you up for $0.65) oh-no, they are out! No more Bakso! What to do?  As it happens 'Warung 29' is next door, we are hungry and don't feel like walking any further.  Ignorring the boycott and better judgment i might add, we sit down.  The puppies are gone, the restaurant is full of people, things are looking good.  Then the guy next to us spits something into his hand and walks up to show the cook.  "This nail(as in an actual steel nail, not a finger nail, and an inch and a half long) was in my food" he says, while showing the nail to the cook.  The cook precedes to take it from him, flick it onto the floor and says "o sorry bout that" as he turns around to get back to work.
"How on earth does a nail get into someone's food other then if it is purposely put there?"
Mind you we chewed our meal very slowly!  
Our luck is holding, no nails and no one got sick!!

Thanks to everyone who ventured a guess!!  We love getting responses!!

We are back in 14 days!!!!

Love US

Sorry no photos, computers can't handle it.

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