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Take a look at this receipt I got from In-N-Out Burger (or as I like to call it, "the old in-out, in-out").
Okay, so you know that In-N-Out, as a corporation, serves God. Or, at least, that's the image they maintain with their Bible verses on their cups, fry boxes, etc. I ordered something I would normally get, and the cashier told me it would be $6.66. I looked at Nikki with a silly and subtly astonished look on my face. I thought we were going to just have a moment and then laugh about it later.
To my surprise, the young, fidgety cashier gasps and exclaims, "THE DEVIL!" I burst my seams with laughter.
In his defense, he was joking. It was just really intense, and can only confirm that In-N-Out employees are familiar with the number of the beast. How did the total come out to $6.66 when there aren't too many combinations of items at the restaurant and I got something I normally get?
Let's just put it this way: if I don't have a neurogasm after I drink this...I'm...not going to be surprised.