If you have a look to his box you see his name under his avatar. And under his name is a "drawing" of him. It looks like this: (V) ( ;,,; ) (v) And then a photograph some papapapapapatipapparazzi took. Here you are! Dapper Hooligan unmasked!
- You? A superhero? No kidding? What's your superpower then? - Just put your finger to point out like this then close your eyes and I'll let you know...
Why yes I am thrilled that people like this are walking the streets. Thank you random citizen for righting the wrongs.
Got my RAMP certification. Really got it, to bartend a fundraiser event coming up but if I try and move out of housekeeping could come in handy. We`re so short-staffed now though I don`t think they`d let me move down to restaurant maybe when it slows in the winter if we get more people. Regardless it never hurts to pad up the resume.
That's the best way to get crab legs these days. They went up to $30 a pound IQF'd last year. Thawed out, 50% of the weight was in water. We would have had to charge $50 for half a pound to justify it, so that was the end of crab legs.
When I lived in Nova Scotia I traded a guy a pack of smokes for a pair of fresh lobsters and I get the impression he thought he got the better deal.
Are you perhaps very old, possibly immortal? Lobsters used to be considered fit only for the poor and convicts.
I would prefer to neither confirm nor deny any rumours about my possible godhood, but this only happened around 6 or 7 years ago. My Gaelic teacher at school there would tell us stories about how when he was a wee buachaill: the pride and shame of comparing lunches when lobster was for peasants and white bread was a badge of honour.