Waiting In Vegas

Another server came over this evening to point out some weirdo guests taking part in a bizarre ritual.  The table consisted of three fat black chicks with cheap weave and long hooker nails.  They ordered some appetizers to share, including chicken wings.  Before their food arrived the server brought out any condiments they would need, as well as a handful of wetnaps.  Without discussion amongst themselves the ghetto ladies  instinctively  preceded to use the wetnaps to wipe off their appetizer plates and their silverware.  It was so OCD Kate Gosselin would be proud.  Our wetnaps have a lemon scent to them – I imagine their food could not have tasted that great.