I woke up Saturday morning and someone had cooked breakfast. Eggs, toast, and Fakin' Bacon.' The fakin' bacon' was actually damn good. Due to various circumstances over the years(mainly my affection for vegetarians) I've been exposed to several fake meat products and this is my new favorite, edging out the the Morningstar Grillers Prime.
I rolled back to the house and hung out for a little while and took a nap.
I woke up, called the lady and she told me she was cooking dinner. Oh, my!
I stopped by my pal William's coffee shop on the way over. It's in Mint Hill in a pretty good spot, but he told me business hasn't been terrific. I got a cup of Hawaiian Kona Coffee and it was very, very, very good.
We ate dinner, watched Shrek 2 despite my attempts to watch Team America: World Police, then watched the thunderstorms roll in. They were fun.
Saturday whipped ass.
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America, fuck yeah!
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