Oh, I know, we all would love to hear more about the Food Pimp. You want some stats?
hair color: brown
eye color: hazel
favorite football team: Steelers - I guess he forgives the rapist..
favorite football player: Not sure if it's still Brett Favre after this latest media fiasco that's developing
favorite band: Well, when we met it was the Cure
favorite drink: Sierra Nevada Pale Ale
favorite food: (I'll give you a list of what I know in no particular order)
buffalo wings with blue cheese sauce, Sezchuan cold dish, Bamboo Shoot Salad from Sab E Lee, spaghetti and meatballs, Popeye's fried chicken, prime rib
likes: animals, nice people, watching live music, hair products, shoe shopping, sports and sports shows, The Cleveland Show, enjoying life
dislikes: animal abuse, mean people, dumb people, lip sync acts, bad hair, unfashionable style, serious sitcom episodes or movies, hate, bad tasting food
Anyway, this is why he's such a super awesome pimp...
One morning, when he was waking up way too early, and I was still in restful slumber, I said, I'll have pancakes. So, I dozed back off, as he clattered around the apartment as he does. So about 45 minutes later, he came into the bedroom with this:
Pancakes and breakfast sausage. I'm not going to mention how it ended up being gross sausage links, because it's the thought that counts, and I would be a dick to say, well the sausage was gross. Anyway, yes, for realsies, he made me breakfast in bed. Of course I went out and ate it at the table. And no ladies, you can't have him. You probably couldn't handle his wild mood swings, his habits like losing the toothpaste cap the first time he uses a new tube, and the horrendous smell that hangs in the bathroom from his number twos... I mean, not that mine are pretty, but you've seen some of the food we eat!