Legend Of The Fry Thief

She came upon me with her cheery glow, asking me for a simple fry at first. I kindly allowed such a kind act. Whats a simple fry when I have a basket full in front of me. So, she sat and ate her fry while we conversed about the weather, and other such small talk.

Until, my large not so full anymore coke left me with a full bladder that was in desperate need of depletion. So I ran to the nearest rest room to relieve myself. And, oh how I did.

I returned to my table where I sat to find my basket of fries missing, and a simple note saying ‘Thank you, that was delicious! Maybe next time get iced tea. “