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Post by drystyx on May 8, 2017 20:33:24 GMT
to send Dry Styx a thick chocolate malt, a real one, not one of these new fangled yukky things MacDonald's and those places have. A real one is a pleasant taste unto the lord. A fake one is an abomination for which God will surely smite thee.
Dry Styx hasn't had a chocolate malt in a billion years. Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration. Maybe. More like two years.
Paoli, Indiana used to have the best chocolate malt in the world, but I drank it five years ago, and the Shakeburger place went out of business. Hope it comes back some day. It was the best in the world, and that includes the U.S., California (it did secede from the union, didn't it?), Japan, Canada, and places I haven't been like Madagascar, Iran, Antarctica, New Zealand, and Luxembourg.
And that is now OFFICIAL.
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Post by OldSamVimes on May 8, 2017 22:42:06 GMT
Who are we to argue with God?
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Post by Marv on May 9, 2017 3:27:28 GMT
"Im done with Sergio. Treats me like a rag doll!"
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Post by drystyx on Oct 15, 2022 23:17:26 GMT
No one got me my chocolate malt. Did God smite thee?
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Post by Catman on Oct 15, 2022 23:20:12 GMT
Sure took you long enough to notice.
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Post by Feologild Oakes on Oct 15, 2022 23:24:34 GMT
God told me to not belive a word you say or write.
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Post by Captain Josephus Sparrow on Oct 17, 2022 13:08:04 GMT
God helps those who help themselves. Look up a recipe, bud
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