College: The Birthday!
You figure when dealing with an enraged, duel-craving roommates, it's better to be in the kitchen than behind the wheel of large vechicles. "Cook off!" you yell, shaking hands hesitantly. "Ovens at high noon," he responds. "Bring your best ingredients."
As the clock ticks to 12, a small crowd has gathered in the dorm kitchen. Food and a fight brings out just about anyone and you hear someone collecting bets in the corner. Some where, western gun-slinging music rises as you face you roommate, skillets drawn. Someone's watch makes the annoying beep when the hour turns and with that, you both jump to the burners. You fire up one of your patented Reid Burgers, toasting the waffles a perfect golden brown. Your roommate tries to imitate the coveted Oregano's Pizookie. You both finish and whirl around with your creations. Someone bravely steps forward to taste test, andÂ…
Of course you're declared the winner, they're Reid burgers after all. You are carried out on people's shoulders as they cheer. The money collected in the betting is used to buy you a gigantic birthday cake, decorated with waffles, of course.
As the clock ticks to 12, a small crowd has gathered in the dorm kitchen. Food and a fight brings out just about anyone and you hear someone collecting bets in the corner. Some where, western gun-slinging music rises as you face you roommate, skillets drawn. Someone's watch makes the annoying beep when the hour turns and with that, you both jump to the burners. You fire up one of your patented Reid Burgers, toasting the waffles a perfect golden brown. Your roommate tries to imitate the coveted Oregano's Pizookie. You both finish and whirl around with your creations. Someone bravely steps forward to taste test, andÂ…
Of course you're declared the winner, they're Reid burgers after all. You are carried out on people's shoulders as they cheer. The money collected in the betting is used to buy you a gigantic birthday cake, decorated with waffles, of course.
