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Thursday, June 13, 2013

Time for a change…

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1. Turd Ferguson June 13th, 2013 at 11:17 am

   I bet that food smells like shit.

2. Lachrymal June 13th, 2013 at 11:22 am

   It’s posts like these I wish they displayed the last name.

3. lamestbooker June 13th, 2013 at 11:26 am

   Gross

4. lamer1 June 13th, 2013 at 11:39 am

   Trashy

5. jeffreyd June 13th, 2013 at 12:23 pm

   I’m sure the people at the table next to them loved that.

6. beatusmongous June 13th, 2013 at 12:23 pm

   This is the most interesting photo of someone’s food I have seen yet.

7. snapmcgarrett June 13th, 2013 at 1:31 pm

   Nothing classier than a self-righteous skank with an overblown sense of entitlement.

8. tychabrahe June 13th, 2013 at 2:58 pm

   So you’re going to punish a less-than-minimum wage employee for management decisions. You, madam, are a thunderc#nt of Jurassic proportions.

9. Thrillhouse320 June 13th, 2013 at 5:16 pm

   Good idea, piss people off who handle your food. Nothing can go wrong.

10. apb7721 June 13th, 2013 at 9:20 pm

    drive to that customer’s house and beat them with a sandpaper covered 2×4

11. Zatknis June 13th, 2013 at 10:21 pm

    I’m surprised it’s not instagrammed.
    It’d be funny if it was.

12. Carib June 14th, 2013 at 9:55 am

    Nice tip.

13. Dorian June 14th, 2013 at 9:59 am

    Really? You couldn’t find a baby change table in a restaurant so you changed a baby on the table? Instead of in the PRAM that was close by? And possibly, a little more comfortable for the little shit, than a wooden table?

14. overandoverture June 16th, 2013 at 1:03 am

    Yeah, because it’s your server’s fault that the restaurant that pays them probably $2.15 an hour doesn’t have a changing station. What a bitch.

15. Friendzone June 17th, 2013 at 2:35 am

    Fucking cunt.

16. branchman67 June 17th, 2013 at 3:37 pm

    Awesome job douchenozzle. Take it out on the server who naturally has total control over the existence of changing stations in the bathroom. Tell you what, why don’t you invite me over, and when I don’t find a changing station in your house, I’ll leave my kid’s shit-filled diaper on your coffee table. Sound fair?

    Guess asking to speak to a manager or writing to corporate headquarters would’ve been too drastic?

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