Go here.

Find a restaurant with a really nasty health inspection report. Recommend away!

Try the McDougal Street Meskerem, cuz it includes rats. Cool.
L'Emmerdeur | Homepage | 08.10.04 - 4:41 pm | #

Damn it, Maccers...how the hell did he know to find you?

Get yourself out of the book pronto. Or change your name.
Robotnik | Homepage | 08.10.04 - 5:00 pm | #

Everyone knows where to find me.

Also I knew that when he did come crawling back and I knew he would eventually come crawling back, they all do, that I would be gracious until I pointed out that certain of my favourite dining establishments might not be all that thrilled to have him seated in their restaurant. This having broken the ice, he would ask me out for a drink. To which I could reply, "Are you still trying to get into my knickers? Give. Up. The. Ghost."
maccers | Homepage | 08.10.04 - 7:37 pm | #

See how critical my present has become?

Oh, God, help the downtrodden, but I am destroyed by alcohol at this moment.

Took me a few minutes to edit the previous lines for drunken stupidity.
L'Emmerdeur | Homepage | 08.11.04 - 2:51 am | #

I come crawling back for no one. Well, perhaps you, Maccers, but you'd have to keep it a secret. Which you wouldn't.
Robotnik | Homepage | 08.11.04 - 8:19 am | #