Diners That We All Hate to Go Out and Eat With

Everyone enjoys food. More importantly people like to go out and enjoy good food with one another. Thus we schedule dinner, lunch, or breakfast dates with the sole intention of sharing wisdom and enjoying good eats. Most of the time it's fun, other times not so much. Nonetheless, this is just a random list of people we all hate to be stuck at a restaurant with:

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A Food Lover's Guide to Chicago by theSUNK

The closer it gets to going back to Chicago, the more and more my stomach growls and phantom tastes of fresh and crunchy Harold's chicken drenched in tangy Mild Sauce take my mouth hostage(#pause). Here's a not-so-short list of the food I look forward to when I touch back down in the City of Wind:

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No Tongs Only a Tongue: Toss Her Salad

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Eddie Griffin once said, “How many of ya’ll eat ass? *quiet* Am I the only one? *quiet* How many of ya’ll eat p^ssy? *screams* Ya’ll mothafuckas lying, if ya’ll eat p^ssy right ya’ll gonna slip up on some ass.” The anus is pleasure chest of its own. Once you get past just having sex and into having an experience, you're going to eat her ass. And when you do she's gonna love you for it. Matter of fact she's going to adore you. She's going to tell all her friends about you. They're going to save their money  just to build a statue of you in the heart of whatever city you reside in. If that's not enough here's a few more reasons Why should you toss her salad?:
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Dining Etiquette for Gold Diggers

GoldDiggers want Ballers. Whether these ballers are NBA stars, faces on the big screen, or those men making six figures under the radar. Maybe he wants to take you serious and wants to wine and dine you before he puts his seed inside of you. You should at least be able to get through dinner, before he notices the hoodrat that you truly are. If you wanna be a hoodrat/golddigger turned housewife, be the best you can be. Even though in some cases it might blossom in a hotel room, dating starts at the dinner table...
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Civilized Men Eat People: The Guide to Eating P^ssy II- Hadn't Eaten Anything All Morning

All day we lounged around the room. I opened the blinds and the sun joined us as we talked about past relationships, our future and everything in between. My sheets were a bright snowlike white; they were comfy and lazy infused. While other students were either taking finals or studying for them, we stayed in sexy a stuper indifferent to the frantic campus miles away.
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Civilized Men Eat People: The Guide to Eating P^ssy, Preview

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...Pushing your legs back, until your pussy faces the ceiling,

and my tongue is caught between the crosshairs of your clit and lips.

Can you see my eyes looking back up at you?

While you anticipate my tongue dancing on your clit,

Should I moonwalk on it like the King of Pop (Michael Jackson)?

And take it slow and easy.

Or Should I cut the rug like the King of Soul (James Brown)?

And let my tongue be fast and erratic.

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