[Cbad Mike]

Originally Posted by Deamon

Hahaha! What the heck happened to Sir LJ anyways? We jack his post and he runs off? This thread will be a 2 pager soon. But I digress...here's the typical CBAD scenario at 33°10.900'N - 117°20.056'W:

Waitress Norma Jean: "Hey welcome to Red Lobster Carlsbad again Mike, same table next to the men's bathroom...been saving it for ya. That glum look on your face, tells me it was another blank lobster catch last night huh?"

CBAD: "yes please on the table, you know I like my corner with the wafting aromas. Last night was another bitch. I can't believe my ass gets kicked by an eight legged crustacean. I wanna be like the others...Dannowar, Team Sewer and all the other real lobster men who bring fresh seafood home to their families"

Norma Jean: "Awww, but then I would never see you. It's real pleasure to serve you three or four times a week. Same order? Two medium sized lobsters, pull the claws off?"

CBAD: "Yes please. It kind of makes them look a little more like a Pacific lobster with claws taken off. You okay with that?"

Norma Jean: "Oh yeah no problem. I take the claws home for my kids to enjoy. Ever since their deadbeat dad left us, we just don't have much food around. Same drink CBAD? Pabst Blue Ribbon?"

CBAD: "Yes, please. Hey what time do you get off work anyways?"

Norma Jean: "Whoa hold on there big fella. I've told myself that the next real man that enters into my life will be a true provider, sorry about that"

CBAD: Yes, I understand. Okay, see you tomorrow, same time I'm figuring..."

FOR THE LAST TIME, STOP STALKING ME YOU FREAK!!!