For the record, they are called "Dipcon" or "Depcon" depending on who was working the talk box that evening.
My favorite guy was the one who would talk so fast he'd mispronounce the words and run them together: "pockttopetestakerorder" "dipcon-dipcon"
I think he quit years ago and went to Boys.
Also, the last time I ate at Mr. Pete's Patio (I'm pretty sure it's spelled with a "B") I spent a LOT of time in the restroom afterward... but I still do crave those pastrami quesadillas every now and again.
Lindsay here. I'd like to think of something witty or funny to put in this little box, but it's not coming to me yet. I will have to drink like 67 ounces of Diet Coke tonight so that I can stay up late. That's when I might write something that may be worthwhile to read. Until then, you'll have to deal with my lack of creativity.
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For the record, they are called "Dipcon" or "Depcon" depending on who was working the talk box that evening.
My favorite guy was the one who would talk so fast he'd mispronounce the words and run them together:
"pockttopetestakerorder" "dipcon-dipcon"
I think he quit years ago and went to Boys.
Also, the last time I ate at Mr. Pete's Patio (I'm pretty sure it's spelled with a "B") I spent a LOT of time in the restroom afterward... but I still do crave those pastrami quesadillas every now and again.
It has been TOO long that is all I know.
Holy Crap. Did they remodel the inside of Pete's???
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