I walked through the revolving door at Bonefish Grill this afternoon and apparently stepped through a time warp.
Actually the waitress was brining me the gift card I had ordered.
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I walked through the revolving door at Bonefish Grill this afternoon and apparently stepped through a time warp.
Actually the waitress was brining me the gift card I had ordered.