friends, accomplices, crime stoppers, brkfst makers extraordinaire, today the 18th day of March, two thousand and nine, was a sad day in brkfst history. to the legions of loyal followers, the people huddled around radios in the far corners of the earth, there was a few unsuccessful attempts of and at me, Jordan, for brkfst. three attempts were made, the third being the most successful, as the ole adage goes, “third times a charm.” I won’t bore you with the details, however the last brkfst was quite fantastic. made by the special person, it was a delicious mélange of eggs, sausage, red peppers, and onions. needless to say I had a great time filled with orange juice, ketchup, and of course the brkfst plate. I didn’t eat the brkfst plate if that’s what you are thinking, but if you do eat brkfst plates then you should contact this person urbani_jordan@hotmail.com, he can help you, also teach you the fine art of brkfsxy. it is what it is.
ps. don’t worry, I have not had any attempts on my life, except for failures at brkfst. I love you all, I hope we can pull through this in this chaotic time of the economy. good day. god bless good brkfst.
