I Received A Surprise The Other Day
Even though it pains me to say it, I’ve always been one of those dorky nerdy Asian guys. For the most part I am fine with it, but sometimes I wish I wasn’t so shy. Like when it comes to the opposite sex.
My buddy Jay was turning 22 and a lot of his friends, including me, decided to throw him a birthday party and to get him a table at a night club. Velvet Room to be specific. For the uninitiated, Velvet Room is this club that tries really hard to be something it’s not. It’s located in a shopping center right next to a Big Lots store and a dentist’s office. Somehow they’ll manage to get big names to show up every now and then (Jay-Z and P. Diddy come to mind), but for the most part, it’s mostly Asian kids from Atlanta’s suburban hells and wannabe thugs of all races.
It has been a while since I have done one of my food reviews. It’s not that I haven’t thought about doing them; in fact, I’ve bought several items with the intentions of doing a little write-up… but I always seem to eat them before I get a chance to write about them. (I am a fat ass.) 
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