Monday, May 2, 2011

Diner Dash

Ms. Pigg was very hungry and was in the mood for a greasy burger-fry combo. Power-walking to the diner she played her Sousaphone on the way because she thought it would be good practice. After a quick walk she arrives at the diner, and brings her Sousaphone in the restaurant so she can keep an eye on it. Ms. Pigg sat next to Bianca Bonelli and watched her movements out of the corner of her eye. When the waiter approached he to take her order, she was taking forever. She was staring into space about something, possibly about the recent crazy events that have happened in Watershed Heights. She finally ordered a salad and water which is the exact opposite of what Ms. Pigg was going to get in terms of healthy choices.
Ms. Pigg ordered the greasy combo with a large chocolate shake to wash it all down. The food smelled like a burnt piece of toast, which is from burger that looks like a hockey puck. The food tasted pretty bad, but Ms. Pigg did not want the meal to go to waste so she put hot sauce all over her burger and fries. Ms. Pigg knows that hot sauce will make just about anything eatable. Ms. Pigg enjoys every bite of her new spiced up meal. After the last bite, Ms. Pigg licks her fingers at the end of her meal to make sure she gets every tasty greasy remains in her mouth. The waiter of the diner than gives her the check, but while he's doing that he explains, "the meal is on us, due to the hockey puck." Ms. Pigg was so happy because she didn't know how to pay for the meal anyways because she hasn't made any money in a while. All she had were a few quarters in her pocket. After getting out of the grease pit, Ms. Pigg gets her Sousa and plays a few tunes outside of the diner to make a few bucks for her next meal.

1 comment:

  1. I'm sitting down in Foo Foods, the same place I met and forgot Ms. Pigg. Brian Bunderson sits across from me in all his limbless beauty. Watching him eat is like watching porn. It's disgusting, it's exploitation, and yet it's strangely entertaining. He looks up from his food, squints at me, and says, "You found a shirt."

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