It was my boyfriend, Charles. You so busted me. I sat on the patio and was attacked Tippi Hedren-style (see: The Birds) by ten pidgeons. They landed on me and flapped their nasty wings all over me. Quite a scene. I screamed and people on the sidewalk stopped and stared. Very traumatic. But the queso was good.
That’s hilar, grump! I guess that’s what I get for dining with my boyfriend instead of my husband!
Actually, I was with my better half and I’m positive what I consumed there was queso. I’m the queso queen. Not sure where those awful birds relieve themselves but it’s not splattered all over the patio.
It was my boyfriend, Charles. You so busted me. I sat on the patio and was attacked Tippi Hedren-style (see: The Birds) by ten pidgeons. They landed on me and flapped their nasty wings all over me. Quite a scene. I screamed and people on the sidewalk stopped and stared. Very traumatic. But the queso was good.
With all those pigeons…that wasn’t queso…
grump … guano and queso sound so much alike, don’t they?
That’s hilar, grump! I guess that’s what I get for dining with my boyfriend instead of my husband!
Actually, I was with my better half and I’m positive what I consumed there was queso. I’m the queso queen. Not sure where those awful birds relieve themselves but it’s not splattered all over the patio.
queso is about the only good food item at Chuy’s
And you didnt break into your fav’s little ditty? Bye Bye Birdie???
Why didn’t I think of that? They would have totally left me alone had I broken into show tunes. But then, everyone else would have left too.