Last night, Jeff and I hung out with the neighbor crew. We sat around watching the dogs play (minus Frankie -she's at Grandma and Grandpa's this weekend), fought off mesquites, and told stories. Another typical night in the neighborhood.
We're all sitting there when all of a sudden one of us (not sure which) said: "ya know what sounds good right now......Whitey's."
We all started sharing our White Castle stories. Next thing ya know, we're mounting the troops and headed to Forest Lake for some sliders. The group consisted of me, Amber, Blake and Kane. So there we were at 11:30 on a Thursday night....headed to Whitey's!
Once there, we decided to go in rather than sit in the car for 20 mins while we order and wait. I'm glad we made that decision because I got to watch Blake mess around with the crane game. "one more try, just one more try...I got this bich." HA! And he did! He won a wiener! It was pretty danged funny.
After we had our goodies, it was back home. Blake and Kane had ordered a 20 pack with two fries and two onion thingies, so they were sharing a meal (how cute - ha!). Blake sat in front and Kane was sitting behind him. Blake calls back to Kane to hand him a fry. So...Kane reaches in the bag and hands him a fry - one singular fry. Blake eats it, reaches his hand back and says "Dude, hand me a fry." So...Kane reaches in, and pulls out a fry. This goes on for a few minutes when Blake turns around and goes..."DUDE, what are you doing?! Hand me a fry!" Kane replies, I have been. Blake: "NO....a sack of fries!" I thought I would pee my pants. Here Kane had been "feeding" Blake one fry at a time...and he wasn't doing it to be a jerk. He really thought Blake just wanted one at a time. I laughed so hard! When he was handing him fries, I kept thinking....that's odd. Why does Kane keep handing him just one? I really thought he was doing it just to mess with him. It was the perfect end to the night. Ah...what fun!
.jpg)
