I love grits, probably because I've never had them close to home in my life. When I'm in Boca, everyone wants to go to this restaurant, that restaurant, I can't wait to get to Denny's for the grand slam with a double order of grits.
You realize, of course, that some good ole southern boy is reading this and cursing the damn Yankees. Then he's gonna go out to Olive Garden to get a great Italian meal.
You really are a very disturbed individual. That's why I love ya though.
"I got news for you. If it wasn't for the toilet, there would be no books." --- George Costanza.
