Image of the Day: A Denny’s waitress with a brain

So, let me preface this image a bit. On the weekends, if my friend Josh rolls down to my neck of the woods (see: the middle of nowhere), then we usually head into York proper, to Cobblestone's (a big sports bar) to play pool and sip on some brews. If we close the place out or stay late, we'll usually go hang with the goth kids and other folks who closed out the surrounding bars in the area at the local Denny's. This weekend, we actually had a waitress that wasn't legally retarded. I was fairly hammered, not being the one who needed to drive, so I was joking left and right and, on the check, she left what you see above.
What I don't get about the note, however, is the "special ingredient pancakes" part. I mean, we talked about the starving kids in Africa (I didn't eat my whole Grand Slam, so I guess I'm responsible for an Ethiopian family dying or something), but the only memorable pancake thing about that experience was how Josh's pancakes came like 20 minutes late. Okay, maybe she had half a brain.
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