From the Plate of Roger Gastman
Mad Greek
Coming and going from Vegas you see the god damn signs for the Mad Greek so many god damn times it makes you want to blow up the god damn place. Then you see a sign for the Strawberry Milkshake and since I’m a fruity ass mother fucker one day I decided to stop. I got that shit drive through, shit was like $8 as big as an elephants dick (unerect). Obviously I enjoyed it. Coming home from Vegas I needed a strawberry mother fucken milkshake, we went in this time, the inside of the Greek is a wonderful experience in itself. And you don’t know shit about the Greek until you’ve run all up in his shit.







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