So as you all know I am dating a hardcore vegetarian. We sit down at Olive Garden and it is all romantic and stuff. The lights are dim etc. She orders a salad and I decide to order veal. F*** it, if I want some goddamn calcium in my diet I will get just that. So the waitress delivers are food and the plate with veal is sitting in front of me. She doesn't even look at the fettuccini she ordered. She looks me in the eye as a stare-down, to challenge me. I look at her for several minutes and take a bite out of the veal. She knocks her curry to the floor and storms out of TGI Fridays
Who is in the right here? Me or her?
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Ballin'