Mcr walked into the olive garden and mikey immediately began sobbing. He could still remember how pete wentz exploded. At this olive garden. His last words. Would always stat with him...(breadstick)
"Mikey you putrid little knee boy get up. I ahte you" frank said. Mikey lookedup at him with malice in his eyes.
Frank. And mikeg had not realized that ray was already at their table. "Sigh" ray said. Taking a sip of his ice cup(no water) . Eventually frank and mikey came to sit down at the table with him. The empty seat was jarring to the three of them and the whole mood was kind of ruined because after they sat down mikey and frank started beating the shit out of eachother.
Ray yawned. "The service here is Terrible." He said. "OHHDHS W EFWHDBD FUCK OW EFUKCJDS S😭😭😭😭😭😭.OOEHAVS" frank saidAs he and mikey beat the living SHIT of eachotehr. Like you do not understand thi s was so violent. At olive garden.
Ray decided to look out the window instead, they had drived a long way to get here, so they wouldnt just go home, especially not for medical attention. Real men walk their broken legs off.
After a few more minites the fight had calmed down and now all three of them were waiting. "I Hate this restaurant ." Mikey said. Frank glared at him. "Frank oh my god you tiny tiny little eensy weensy man stop looking at me."
Suddenly all their attention was diverted away when...
"heyyy can i take your order. Please"
"OH MY GOD................."
