Gravy
Posted by mike d.
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One of my coworkers LOVES the restaurant Bob Evans. And because I’m such a good pal whenever I am on the road I try to stop at a Bob Evans, take a picture of myself eating there, and then send him said picture. It irritates him to no end.
Yesterday, while eating there, I was approached by the Bob Evans Mascot. What better opportunity!
His name is Gravy.
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8:14 am
Oh man – Pete loooves the sausage gravy there too. Seriously. He orders a whole second bowl of it to go with his biscuits.
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Kurt from Work Reply:
February 3rd, 2012 at 12:42 pm
Its a shame you always have eaten all of it before he orders though, Sander.
Cause your fat.
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