On the road yesterday with me brother Phil in tow and having greatly overestimated the time we would need make an appointment in Fort Wayne, Indiana, we decided to get breakfast at a little diner in Napoleon, Ohio.
We sat down at a booth, and the server brought us menus and coffee. The waitress took our orders soon after that, then soon after that she brought our breakfasts. "Would you guys like ketchup?" she asked.
I laughed out loud. "You don't know the in joke, but yes, we would like it. Me brother here uses a lot."
She gave us ketchup in a large bottle. The young woman turned away as Phil took it and absolutely slathered his plate of food with it. Think an absurd amount of ketchup, and just a but more after that.
The waitress came by a few minutes later. "Is everything okay, oh my, that's a lot of ketchup!"
"And now you're in on the joke," I quipped.
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