- Lunch
- Dinner
Seeing this Fatz birthday freebie brought on a sudden dose of PTGD (post traumatic Goob disorder) as it triggered a memory which I'd suppressed long ago. I don't remember what I ate or who was there, but I can recall smugly assuring my dad that I didn't need to put my retainer inside its case instead of on my plate. By the time we got back to Fatz a few hours later, the trash had been taken out and let's just say I got intimate with their dumpster out back.
On cold, lonely nights, I can still smell that night's special…