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Justin's Worst Day
Soda fries.
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The food court in Mt. Charleston is bullshit.
Justin and Leslie headed over there for a quick bite after some hardcore shredding. A few of us got hungry too so we decided to partake. Inside we find Leslie near the check out waiting for her food. Mind you it has been nearly half an hour since they left for that quick bite.
There was some problem about her fries. It wasn't processed in the order, not enough fries, some weak shit like that. The Mt. Charleston food court folks were being bitch ass marks. I ordered fries too and got them quick fast. Basically she and the rest of the mountain folk weren't getting anymore fries that day. This didn't explain Justin's whereabouts.
We found him in a line of hundreds waiting for their burgers that were being made on 2 grills. We waited with him for a bit but became restless with greed wanting to eat the fries that were as cold as the snow. After what felt like days, Justin and Leslie finally met back up with us with their food.
We laughed about this a bit thinking it couldn't get worse. I believe he was reaching for the fries or some ranch. Doing one or the other made his Coke bottle snag the snow jacket he was wearing, emptying out onto the basket of fries. We called it Soda fries, which sounds like bar food. Somewhere within that fiasco the packet of ranch ended up on his pants. Worst day ever. Mt. Charleston wasn't all bad though. It was his first contact with snow that day, so rather letting all that get to him, he decided give the frozen waves a second round.
Spending a day or even a half day there you must have yourself some hot chocolate. Gangster.
Back at home, I got $65 in tips last night and people kept buying me drinks. What the fuck!
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The food court in Mt. Charleston is bullshit.
Justin and Leslie headed over there for a quick bite after some hardcore shredding. A few of us got hungry too so we decided to partake. Inside we find Leslie near the check out waiting for her food. Mind you it has been nearly half an hour since they left for that quick bite.
There was some problem about her fries. It wasn't processed in the order, not enough fries, some weak shit like that. The Mt. Charleston food court folks were being bitch ass marks. I ordered fries too and got them quick fast. Basically she and the rest of the mountain folk weren't getting anymore fries that day. This didn't explain Justin's whereabouts.
We found him in a line of hundreds waiting for their burgers that were being made on 2 grills. We waited with him for a bit but became restless with greed wanting to eat the fries that were as cold as the snow. After what felt like days, Justin and Leslie finally met back up with us with their food.
We laughed about this a bit thinking it couldn't get worse. I believe he was reaching for the fries or some ranch. Doing one or the other made his Coke bottle snag the snow jacket he was wearing, emptying out onto the basket of fries. We called it Soda fries, which sounds like bar food. Somewhere within that fiasco the packet of ranch ended up on his pants. Worst day ever. Mt. Charleston wasn't all bad though. It was his first contact with snow that day, so rather letting all that get to him, he decided give the frozen waves a second round.
Spending a day or even a half day there you must have yourself some hot chocolate. Gangster.
Back at home, I got $65 in tips last night and people kept buying me drinks. What the fuck!
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