Well, that and he’d just walk into the kitchen and start cooking random dishes, then carrying them out to tables on a whim. They weren’t good dishes or anything. Just a bunch of onions and peppers burnt to a crisp in a sautee pan, four pounds of melted cheese on top of a raw piece of chicken, etc.
He’d also violently attack anyone that mentioned it or tried to stop him.
He kept hugging everyone and whispering “no one will ever believe you”
Well, that and he’d just walk into the kitchen and start cooking random dishes, then carrying them out to tables on a whim. They weren’t good dishes or anything. Just a bunch of onions and peppers burnt to a crisp in a sautee pan, four pounds of melted cheese on top of a raw piece of chicken, etc.
He’d also violently attack anyone that mentioned it or tried to stop him.
They believed me about the hug. No one believes me about the weird eye contact during the homie smooches.