Over these months I, have observed and listened, to many disguising incidents at the, Indian buffet. Today I saw, a over weighted whited,hair white wearing a glenplaid 3-piece looking as a, 1982 Botany 500, eating tandori chicken with his, hands. Last week a woman's crew, team sholved their food, with restless abandoned while, cackling like jackles, and speaking of the Facebook encounters of the, coxswain . Also, as dripping wet wear the, hands of a man returning from the, bathroom to fill his, plate. Shaking them upon, the Biryani. I fear out of mental, hygiene I will not return to the Indian, buffet but have told, myself this previous only to find myself,hungry and in desperation for, bhindi masala, paneer and, prejudice .
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3/31/10 at 12:48am