2002-07-10 | SWEETSHOP

I went to the Outback Steak House a couple weeks ago, and the waiter was trying to be all cool and hip.

Me: I'll have the 16 oz. Prime Rib

Waiter: "Sweet"

Me: Baked Potato

Waiter: "Alright, awesome"

Me: And the salad with thousand island

Waiter: "Sweet"

If only I could type his accent, you guys would be totally disgusted right now. He was nice enough, but he was just so fucking fake.

There was some other guy there that i could hear in the background, and he was speaking with an Australian accent, but it sounded like a bad one. Like he was trying so hard. Then I got to thinking about how if you were a real Australian, the last place you'd want to be at, eat at, or work at, would be the Outback Steakhouse. In fact, you'd probably hate it with a passion. It's not like you go to watch Crocodile Dundee, and there's a bunch of Aussies there waiting to see how wonderfully their country will be portrayed.

It seems to happen with black people though, every time a movie with Ice Cube comes out. Friday and Boyz N the Hood were good, but Next Friday, and Playerz Club, or whatever it was called....? nonsense!

It's time the African-American community embraced a wholesome role model.

I propose the "Million Urkel March". Free glasses and suspenders, and ass kicking to the first 1,000 participants in attendance.

Peace out, y'all

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