First it was Eat, Pray, Love....Now it's Eat, Drink Piss....The Indian Tourism Board is losing its touch
I like that joke better.....let's go with that one....what...the speech to text is what.....SHIT!
Uh, excuse me, madame....I don't go to the gym to work out, I go there to check out jangly booties while I sit on an exercise bike I splashed water on to make it look like I'm sweating
I can see it now.....years down the road.....as the reavers turn your body on a spit.....
You: Marble rye bread is what you want.
Reavers: ???
You: Especially for the thigh meat.
Reavers: ???
You: I remember once when I had to settle for rye bread. Ruined everything
Reavers: ???
Reaver 1: What's rye bread?
Reaver 2: I think there's a guy named Ryan in the pen
Reaver 1: Go make bread out of him
Reaver 2: ok.........what's bread?
Reaver 1: Ask him then make it out of him
Reaver 2: Good plan. That's why you're reaver one. You got the brains.
Reaver 1: I just wish I had some fava beans and a nice chianti to enjoy them with.