If you want to know what it's like to be a schmuck, this poem describes it pretty well.
Aliases for Jim - J, and Flying J
Aliases for Kolby - K, and BigK
Let's Eat Said K
Variation on a poem by Jim Nielsen
"Let's eat," said k
"Let's not," said j
"Just this once," said k
"Oh Dude," said j
"Let's do TR," said k (TR is Texas Roadhouse)
"too expensive" said j
"But so good," said k
"I'm poor," said j
"How 'bout McD?" said k (McD is short for mcdonalds and is pronounced Mc-Dee)
"We better not," said j
"Por que?" said k
"We'll regret it," said j
"Let's eat," said k
"How much?" said j
"A lot," said k
"Why not," said j
(the third time is always the charm isn't it?)
"Let's eat," said k
"Not too much," said j
"What's too much?" said k
"Anything at McD," said j
"A number 4" said k
"nothing for me," said j
"C'mon skinny ," said k
"Don't tempt me," said j
"I'll buy," said k
"one of everything," said j
"Will you finish it?" said k
"You can help," said j
"So good," said k
"I agree," said j
"i'm almost done," said k
"me three," said j
"Now dessert," said k
"i feel sick," said j
"no you don't," said k
"yes i do," said j
"A chocolate shake," said k
"that sounds divine," said j
"just do it," said k
"this one's for you, big k"
"I'm fat," said k
"I'm poor," said j
"never again," said k
"i agree," said j
(two days later)
"Let's eat," said k
"Don't you remember?" said j
"remember what?" said k
"Oh Dude," said j
THE END
