After the Carrols pube burger debacle, when I go overseas I always go to American restaurants. I'm not taking a chance on anything these greasy foreigners make anymore. Anyway, for some reason I went to the middle east. Maybe I needed some figs or oil. Thats all the ragheads are good for. These smelly cocksuckers made me wear this blanket. Can you believe that cowboy bullshit? A blanket when its 150 outside? Thats Fahrenheit folks. No faggoty metric system here. I was worried I'd have to eat camel testicles or something, but I found a Chili's. I know it sounds like beaner food, but its really very American. My hero Toby Keith probably eats here whenever he's in whatever fucked up country I was in.
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