I have a small dream:

To one day order all the appetizers at a restaurant or bar. Not some of the apps. ALL of the apps. Even the appetizer at the end of the list that’s a combination of all of the ones above it. I said ALL THE APPS.

The waiter’s gonna look at me. This has never happened before.

“I’m sorry,…did you say…ALL of the apps?”

And I’m gonna say,

“Did I stutter?”

I’m not even gonna order anything else. All the apps will be my meal. A super meal made up of lots of little tiny meals. It’ll be a monster meal.

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