Johnny Rocket's Sucks

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Word to Big Bird. Sorry I haven't posted in a few days, Walt's Mom has a habit of turning my internet off for inane reasons whenever I leave the room,take a shower,go to the store,turn off the monitor etc. Jeez. My last post was going to be a review of The Devil's Rejects that I accidentally saw after buying a ticket for some other lame PG-13 shit and "getting lost" on the way back from the bathroom. Needless to say it was a pretty slick movie,but for some reason it's getting mad heat from the critics. However the majority of said critics are Lame Girls so it doesn't matter. On the real though, I wouldn't reccomend it to any Lame Girls,bebbies,squeamish individuals,or people who listen to Focus On The Family. As a matter of fact that latter group should unplug their computers immediately. They would probably try to ban it or something. Otherwise though anybody who doesn't suck should enjoy it. Aaanyway back to the main topic of this post,Johnny Rockets. Every year since I was roughly 7 or something I've attended an annual Christmas musical or whatever with Walt's Mom,my aunt etc. And every fucking time we've eaten at Johnny Rocket's. Now for the first couple years I was all about it,because being an impressionable bebby I assumed that all restaurants other than McDonald's (and other fine establishments of its ilk) had crappy service,retarded waiters and food that took so long to get to you that it was decomposing by the time you ate it. I also assumed that it was normal to have a line of 20+ people around the block trying to get into a place where all the tables were empty and the people who were supposed to be seating us were fucking around and coming back every 10-20 minutes to say "Ok I'll be right with you". And when my aunt as always brought the ruckus and actually got us seated the waiters would get all uppity and intentionally take a long ass time to get our food etc (Not like they were sprinting in the first place). I'm not sure when I stopped being a bebby and figured out that Johnny Rocket's sucked,but I've got a feeling that it somewhat coincided with discovering that people who didn't speak English were NOT aliens. So of course for the past couple years (1-2) I've suffered in silence and eaten my cold ass food in a crowded noisy ass restaurant before sitting through like 2-3 hours of blah blah Christmas blah. Christmas is cool and everything but for some reason watching a musical about it while your body digests overpriced food that you spent more time waiting for than eating Sucks. So obviously what I'm going to do next year is chill at the crib with a 2 liter of RC Cola and a jumbo microwave burrito and watch the OutKast-Player's Ball video,followed by Black Christmas (the first slasher movie,which predates Halloween by about 3 years). Now that's a Big Walt Christmas. Aaanyway so in essence,I want all of my loyal readers to walk into the nearest Johnny Rocket's and scream "BIG WALT SAYS JOHNNY ROCKET'S SUCKS!!!!!!!!". Maybe it'll stop sucking eventually. That is all,thank you.




