Not long ago, a spiffy-clean new Zaxby's opened up right by A. & G. Spinach's building.
That's all good, because in addition to the firm's tradition of chinese Fridays, we're developing a habit of chicken Mondays. Most of us go for the house Zalad, but today I needed chicken strips dunked in hot sauce....they call 'em Zingers.
The extra capsaicin cut off the frequently irresistable urge to order pizza during Monday Night Football. Bummer that the alarm blares in a little less than six hours, and the Broncos and Raiders haven't even hit halftime. I'll have to let Jay Cutler finish the job without my muffled roar.
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