Was on a minor runner this past morning. When I do that, I call up my buddy who lives across the cut from where I live. He usually has a couple of cups of coffee in and up for a bit of breakfast. I walked down to the local spot from my house that happens to be run by a Greek family. Funny thing is that Greeks own a lot of the old diners here in Seattle. They smoke real local king salmon on smokers outside the restaurant. None of that farm raised salmon shit you lot eat. Anyway...
Yes, those are real American hash browns under all that goodness...
Then I went over to my homie's houseboat for a few morning whiskeys. Guess which place is his...
I am going back to a basement just to make you losers more comfortable.
Referring specifically to Mao and his sad underlings.
Yesterday was leftover Dukes meaty pizza. It wasn’t that good to be honest, the base was a bit tough and chewy. My mate said his was the same and and apologised on the shop’s behalf. Supposed to be good shit.
This morning was back to hotel fare.
Lang may yer lum reek...
He also met up with Shrewed Punter who nobody has seen for a while and was talking the other day of his relationship with ChiangMai Noon...
If she keeps that up- never
I need to go down to London actually in August with her to the Consulate to apply for a new passport. It was a 4 month wait for that appointment.
Big Gay Den fae The Broch hahaha
Just what was available and I'm not one for pad khapow or yellow curry for breakfast. I did follow it up with some parsnip and pork rib soup, and veggies are good for you any time of the day.
Had my 5 a day before 10am this morning.
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