Chain Bang
The act of going to a restaurant for one meal, then staying long enough at the same restaurant to eat the following meal of the day there. For example: going out for lunch with a group of your best friends, staying afterward to catch up on old times, potentially accompanied by dessert, then having dinner some hours later without having moved from the table except for restroom breaks or to refill beverages.
This is different from a bang bang, in that you stay in the same location and chain one meal of the day into the next over a period of time--versus grabbing a meal somewhere, then leaving afterward for another elsewhere in quick succession.
For the most authentic experience, it is advised to perform a chain bang at a chain restaurant.
This is different from a bang bang, in that you stay in the same location and chain one meal of the day into the next over a period of time--versus grabbing a meal somewhere, then leaving afterward for another elsewhere in quick succession.
For the most authentic experience, it is advised to perform a chain bang at a chain restaurant.
Dude man: Hey scro, snag lunch at Culver's around 1 PM or…??
Broseph: Holla! I'm game. Mind if I bring Becky?
Dude man: Hells yes I mind, bitches aint shit.
Broseph: lel.
(they eat lunch and chew the fat)
Dude man: Dessert? Hot fudge banana split sundaes on me. No homo.
Broseph: I feel and look like Fat Bastard.
Dude man: No duh hickey. But about the dessert…?
Broseph: Fine, so long as it’s no larger than a wafer-thin mint.
Dude man: That’s what she said.
Broseph: lel.
(they eat dessert, slagging that slattern Becky mercilessly)
Dude man: These are the days of our lives. (said while belching)
Broseph: Dang dawg, it’s 6 PM??
Dude man: Dafuq. Guess we might as well eat dinner.
Broseph: Verily, your mom eats dinner.
Dude man: She can’t get enough of your tossed salad, apparently.
Broseph: lel.
(they eat dinner, discussing equilibrium displacement and stress distribution in a two-dimensional axially moving web under transverse loading)
Dude man: This lunch and dinner chain bang has been turnt af!
Broseph: Run and tell that! Boot and rally?
Dude man: Yeah nah, ima bounce to shag Becky. And your mom.
Broseph: Chainbanging the only women I'll ever love after a chain bang? Not cool, scro.
Dude man: lel.
FIN.
Broseph: Holla! I'm game. Mind if I bring Becky?
Dude man: Hells yes I mind, bitches aint shit.
Broseph: lel.
(they eat lunch and chew the fat)
Dude man: Dessert? Hot fudge banana split sundaes on me. No homo.
Broseph: I feel and look like Fat Bastard.
Dude man: No duh hickey. But about the dessert…?
Broseph: Fine, so long as it’s no larger than a wafer-thin mint.
Dude man: That’s what she said.
Broseph: lel.
(they eat dessert, slagging that slattern Becky mercilessly)
Dude man: These are the days of our lives. (said while belching)
Broseph: Dang dawg, it’s 6 PM??
Dude man: Dafuq. Guess we might as well eat dinner.
Broseph: Verily, your mom eats dinner.
Dude man: She can’t get enough of your tossed salad, apparently.
Broseph: lel.
(they eat dinner, discussing equilibrium displacement and stress distribution in a two-dimensional axially moving web under transverse loading)
Dude man: This lunch and dinner chain bang has been turnt af!
Broseph: Run and tell that! Boot and rally?
Dude man: Yeah nah, ima bounce to shag Becky. And your mom.
Broseph: Chainbanging the only women I'll ever love after a chain bang? Not cool, scro.
Dude man: lel.
FIN.
Chain Bang by Brugech June 5, 2020
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