What can YOU say in six sentences?
Drivin’ has a way of gettin’ your appetite stimulated, even if you feel a little sick to your stomach about going home. Buddy spotted a Friendly’s up ahead on the interstate, so we pulled in to get some pancakes and--- ya know Buddy—a 5 gallon bucket of maple syrup with two orders of French toast, on the side, and a Mt. McKinley-sized plate of home fries.
The waitress—who’s prettier than a red headed Angelina Jolie-- come over to our table, and while she was takin’ our order, I could see her makin’ eyes and smilin’ at Buddy like he was George Cluney in Oceans 11. (I tell you, I don’t know how Buddy does it?) Next thing I know is, Ms. Pancakes is tellin’ us both that she gets off work in about half-an-hour.
Ten minutes later, when she delivers our order, she looks right at Buddy—those blue eyes of his—and in a breathy voice that seemed to say ‘Come on in’ she said “ENJOY!”