Two Olives Please

Whilst out the other evening a friend of mine went to the bar to refresh his tumbler. Upon ordering his vodka cranberry he said to the bartender, "This may sound weird, but can I have two olives separately for dinner?" The bartender said, "Of course! This happens all the time."

I am not sure what is worse. The fact that my friend thought two olives constituted as dinner, or the bartender nonchalantly responding that it happens all the time.

Again I ask you....what is wrong with gay people? Personally I like to eat. Get mama a Big Mac!

Yes, after six months that's all I got. I have been away a while, but I feel like summer is the best time to refresh my blog. Plus I foresee so many more manorexic stories to blog about from now until Labor Day.

luvuOLIVEbitches!