Jilly and I are visiting the boardwalk in North Wildwood, NJ. Here’s what happened.
Me: I’m hungry.
Jilly: What do you want to eat?
Me: HmmmmmMMMMmmmMMmMMMmmm… ooh! A grilled cheese place!
Me: WHOA THEY HAVE GRILLED CHEESE STUFFED WITH MAC AND CHEESE I WANT IT
Me: AND IT COMES WITH SOUP
Me: MAYBE THIS PLACE ISN’T SO BAD
Jilly: Did it say that the bread they use it Texas toast?
Me: Yeah
Jilly: Did they mean, like, a style of toast called “Texas toast” or the brand?
Me: Like, garlic bread you’d find at the store?
They meant the brand. It was bad.
Me: This tomato soup is 75% salt
Me: I HAVE BEEN DUPED YET AGAIN
Jilly: At least the nutella bacon french fries are good.
Me: Look what they did to my teeth
Me, groaning: Uggghgghhghh… Mr. Stark… I don’t feel so good.
Jilly: Let’s maybe wait before getting on the next roller coaster.