The feeling one gets at a restaurant when your party's entrees are delivered to the table, and someone elses menu choice looks so much better than your own.
When the waiter delivered Deanne's chicken fried steak and steaming mashed potatoes, I looked down at my own plate of chicken fingers and quietly suffered diners remorse.
by PeteyTheDog April 27, 2013

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