He looks like he may have once teleported to a Waffle House and isn't sure why.
He looks like he may have once teleported to a Waffle House and isn't sure why.
Some of the sweetest people I've ever met were at a Waffle House.
The smell of bad coffee, sticky sweet syrup, and the lingering third hand smoke on the patron next to you at the counter will always make me smile.
Just remember to leave before the bars close for the night.