After riding into Bellaire with the heard on Wednesday night, I was standing on the corner with my wife, Squealy, Dig D and Lil'd. Trying to decide where to go for dinner.
Please note that Big D and I are probably 700 lbs combined.
I mentioned that where ever we went, the restaurant would be happy to see us.
Squealy piped in "Unless it's a buffet!"
OUCH!
Screw you little man!

Jabba