“Look Kim, another psycholocomotor!”
almost inaudible sigh “Detective, he is not a ‘psycholocomotor’, he just ran over to Waffle House with his eyes closed.”i thought finding oneself at a waffle house with no memory of having traveled to the waffle house was an essential component of the waffle house experience. waffle houses are liminal spaces that exist outside the boundaries of normal time and space. i can understand how that might get mistaken for teleportation.
yeah that’s not fucking special i can do it too after drinking 27 beers
I did the Waffle House Run in under 3 Leinenkugel’s Summer Shandys
Well, technically it was a George Webb, but same basic bear
Every morning when I take my shit I check and re-check that my main in-home carry pistol hasn’t unloaded itself during the night. Then I wait and I shit.
I wait and I shit and I pray that a FEMA agent will materialise in front of me.
then my wife makes me put the gun away to get the kids ready for school.
He can’t teleport on you if you just stay out of wafflehouse… who am I kidding I know I will inevitably wind up at wafflehouse.
