Category Archives: The Story of the Bagel

and…I went skiing and…my entire body hurts. Listen people – prepare yourself for pain if you decide to go skiing after a year of not doing it.

i can’t sleep. i’ve had about 6 hours of sleep for the past 5 days. yaaaaaaayyyyyyyy

“Do you guys, like, put cheese on like, turkey?” …that question isn’t even worth answering. So, Kent’s roommates always come in fifteen minutes before we close and they are the equivalent of “ass cheese”. Kent…now you can tell your roommate … Continue reading →

Me + Amanda + (hopefully) Sarah are going to Coney Island…FINALLY! I’m going to pack all of the skankiest shit I can think of – big hair wigs, sleezy animal print clothes and cut-offs, and I’m gettin’ my nails done…long … Continue reading →

November 13-15. Location: Starkville, Mississippi. Event: Mississippi State vs. Alabama football game at Davis Wade Stadium. Details: “Oh my god! Let’s spend some money! [walking to the msu vs. alabama game via University Drive] Hey look…there’s a bagel cafe! I … Continue reading →

This one goes out to A.B. The sign says “focaccia”. It’s RIGHT THERE in front of you…do you not know how to read? I guess not, because at City Bagel, reading the menu doesn’t matter. Just make up your own … Continue reading →

And there are ass-cracks being shown. The story of the bagel. Everything little counts.

Now, really? I could just be a bitter bagel bagger, but I get so irritated when someone comes into a restaurant on a daily basis and asks for things that just don’t exist. Who ever heard of a chicken salad … Continue reading →