Little Ghengis

Mom and I went to this place called Ghengis Grill.  They give you this bowl and then you walk by a whole bunch of food and put it in your bowl.  Mom said just put some of it in my bowl.  I told her that wasn't my understanding.  Once again The Man is trying to keep me down because he made everything a little bit too high for me.  I was using tongs to pick stuff up that I couldn't even see.  Mom tried to help me and that was not cool so I let out a scream and she stopped.  Everyone else stopped what they were doing too.  I don't think it was because of me.

Anyway, I put ham and turkey and red bell pepper and snow peas and pineapple and mandarin oranges and broccoli and mushrooms and brown rice and maybe something else in my bowl but I can't remember what now.

Then Mom took my bowl away and gave it to these guys who were standing next to this HUUUUUUUUGE circle that had lots of food on it.  They used big sticks to move all the food around.  One of them banged on something Mom called a gong and that was awesome but he didn't do it enough so I told him to do it more but I don't think he understood.

Soon they put the food in a different bowl and brought it to me.  Mom said we were chopstick failures so they didn't give us any so I had to use my straw.  Speak for yourself, Mom.