ain't that the truth. a friend and i were grabing some lunch, as usual, right after i learned i had acid reflux. i ordered my cheeseburger the way i wanted, the way i shouldn't have it.
she says:no you don't
me:like hell i don't
she: *proceeds to correct my order to the waitress*
me:i'm an adult, i make my own decisions, you're not my woman and we are not sleeping together so you sure as hell aren't gonna tell me what i can and cannot eat.
me: *to the waitress* make it the way i said
sure enough, when i got my order it was prepared exactly the way she told the waitress to make it.
