That is effin' hilarious. I don't remember all the details of that fateful evening but apparently you do. First it was the meal itself, and now the fact that he apparently he had three servings, which is somehow salt in the wound to you. Really it's merely more ammunition for your truly pathetic case against BK the scumbag, when the truth is you're simply a pathological hater who totally hated and denigrated and reviled him for years and years before this exceedingly minor and unavoidable incident that you now transparently use as the phony basis and justification for your seething animosity.
Personally, I don't give a shit what this kid's dad thinks. Welcome to the real world, pops. Maybe you have a boring and serene 9 to 5 existence where everything is safe and on schedule. But BK flaps wings with the big boys, and sometimes in life you have to improvise. Somehow I'm guessing the sentiment wouldn't have been much different, nor would BK have gotten any more credit had he just busted out the news right then and there instead of asking for another plate of ribs. He was trying to spare you. But instead you just act all befuddled and indignant. And sure enough your kid is a bust and transfers out after two years of underachieving. Apple doesn't fall far from the tree....
And that's your laughable stick you try and beat BK with. That sorry-ass little anecdote which if anything makes BK look like the bigger man, and the magnanimous one.
