Small hamburgers are fine for people that live in white castles. Problem is for the average citizen you need to consume 30 of them at a crack. As you may have guessed, I am blogging while hungry again. OHHHH MERCY !!! (pass my that french fry sack ... I see you)
So what is this post about you ask? .... well, nothing. Speedcat's mind drift about the empty void of dialog. I have been seeing a blogging advocate bout` that, yessum. As a sheriff my duties often involve super human strength, I jacked up my work out regimin a vitamin, and pumping iron. After the last sleet storm I been gettin` rusty. WHITE CASTLE is the place for me ... Down yonder under big oak trees! Come in and get a sack-o-burgers while they're hot! Shimmy down the sidewalk eating like a google bot!!! ~ OYE OYE !!!!!!!!!!!
White Castle Guy: You want onions?
Speedy: Yep, and lay them on thick ... pour some of that extra grease from the griddle on top
White Castle Guy: OK
Speedy: Ketchem-up and mustardio too ... pickles suck
White Castle Guy: What?
Speedcat: Are you Bernice Rougenshinners boy?
White Castle Guy: Yes, how did you know that?
Speedcat: Your eyes are shifty .... and beady (looks over at the window)
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