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February 14th, 1979 at approximately 12:27. He was having sexy Valentine's Day lunch with a model he met at Studio 54 the weekend before. A tiny piece of lettuce was stuck to the bottom of his slab of overdone steak. Needless to say - the rest of the date went badly. Very badly.
Home boy lookin like he has a big bowl full of beef and cheese and that's it. Well, one dollop of cream I guess.
He's got a toddler palate. Plain cheese pizza, burger with only ketchup, taco meat and cheese, and so on.
I guarantee this man pays somebody to cuts the crusts off his PB&J.
Does he pay them or does he just keep letting the bill accrue?
