I’ll Have Whatever Vegetables They Are Having
(My boyfriend and I are discussing what we would be if we were vegetables.)
Me: “I can imagine myself as some sort of squash.”
Boyfriend: “Spaghetti squash, noble queen of the squash family! You’d have an ambiguously gay pumpkin as your bodyguard, and a family of alfalfa sprouts as servants.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?