Blood Is Fatter Than Water
Restaurant | Romantic
| October 11, 2016
(We’re all sitting down and my cousin and I are talking about blood type. I ask my dad, who is more on the heavy side, what blood type I am and this is how the conversation goes.)
Me: “What blood type am I?”
Dad: “O.”
Me: “How do you know? What blood type are you?”
Dad: “B.”
Me: “Really?”
Dad: “C.”
Me: “There is no C.”
Dad: “Oh, then BC.”
Mom: *out of nowhere* “Yeah, he’s obesity.”
Dad: “I love you, too.”
(We’re still seated at the buffet while I’m typing this…)
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Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
