Very rarely these days do I write about happy things.
It's always the white man this, the gubment this, retarded crack baby rapper this, etc.
And I realize this. I realize that, as readers, it's got to be a bit of a burden to open my blog and get HIT with the wave after wave of fury that I often unleash.
So today....... good news I say.
I would like to take this moment to publicly state that I am in love.
I am happy.
I am satisfied and content and joy filled.
The Brotha is in LOVE people!
The source for my happiness, my newfound joy, the unending fount of love that flows from within me... is none other than Jack In The Box Restaurants, Inc.
For Jack, dear Jack, he has connected me with my one true love.
The Andes Mint Shake.
Vanilla ice cream
Mint
Andes candy chunks
Whipped cream
And a cherry.
There was a time when I was eating properly.
I would spend hours upon hours per night in the gym.
Getting stronger. Faster.
Those days are over.
The Andes Mint Shake from Jack In The Box is that damn good.
So ladies.... I'm still available. Just know that I am on a path to become the male equivalent of a BBW (a BBM?). Be aware that I am having one of these milkshakes everyday without exception until they no longer sell them.
Then I will quit my job, get a job at Jack In The Box, work my way up to Assistant Manager, then Manager, THEN possibly District or Regional Manager.
At this point I'll be in a position of trust, I'll be visiting the corporate offices on a quarterly basis. I'll be the token Black guy. "He speaks so well!"
The Barack Osama of JITB.
At this point I'll be allowed to come and go with less restriction.
And then.... then my friends.... I will hack into the corporate database, find the recipe for the Andes Mint Shake, commit it to memory, pull the fire alarm and then RUN LIKE HELL never to be heard from again.
It's that damn good.
Have one today.
It's always the white man this, the gubment this, retarded crack baby rapper this, etc.
And I realize this. I realize that, as readers, it's got to be a bit of a burden to open my blog and get HIT with the wave after wave of fury that I often unleash.
So today....... good news I say.
I would like to take this moment to publicly state that I am in love.
I am happy.
I am satisfied and content and joy filled.
The Brotha is in LOVE people!
The source for my happiness, my newfound joy, the unending fount of love that flows from within me... is none other than Jack In The Box Restaurants, Inc.
For Jack, dear Jack, he has connected me with my one true love.
The Andes Mint Shake.
Vanilla ice cream
Mint
Andes candy chunks
Whipped cream
And a cherry.
There was a time when I was eating properly.
I would spend hours upon hours per night in the gym.
Getting stronger. Faster.
Those days are over.
The Andes Mint Shake from Jack In The Box is that damn good.
So ladies.... I'm still available. Just know that I am on a path to become the male equivalent of a BBW (a BBM?). Be aware that I am having one of these milkshakes everyday without exception until they no longer sell them.
Then I will quit my job, get a job at Jack In The Box, work my way up to Assistant Manager, then Manager, THEN possibly District or Regional Manager.
At this point I'll be in a position of trust, I'll be visiting the corporate offices on a quarterly basis. I'll be the token Black guy. "He speaks so well!"
The Barack Osama of JITB.
At this point I'll be allowed to come and go with less restriction.
And then.... then my friends.... I will hack into the corporate database, find the recipe for the Andes Mint Shake, commit it to memory, pull the fire alarm and then RUN LIKE HELL never to be heard from again.
It's that damn good.
Have one today.
