GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS!!!
One day Richard Widemouth was checking for the ad he placed in the Reader. “Damn” exclaimed Richard Widemouth in a voice that sounded like an edgy thunder on the horizon. “I can’t find the ad that I placed in the local free paper. Fuck! What a cunt lappin’ douche bag paper…Oh here it is” Richard Widemouth had just graduated from La Varenne, prestigious culinary school in France, and had decided to start his own business in Chicago. His specialty was salad preparation. Perhaps “salad” was the wrong word for one of Richard Widemouth’s creations. A salad made by Richard Widemouth was a full meal nutritionally and quantitatively. He was very good at what he did. The ad was just as he had presented it. It read… “I’LL TOSS YOUR SALAD! YOU SUPPLY THE GOODS I’LL …