The Curious Case of Yelp Responders

It's the day after Christmas. I'm turkeye'd and tamale'd out. I'm feeling like trying something new tonight. Hey!-I know! I'll be super courageous and order a pizza from a place I've never been. I'm even feelin like giving the new guy on the block a chance. Hold on-I just need the number and hey,it'd be great if maybe i could get the menu online too. Go to google search. Okay. Type in Garage Pizza and . . .wow! 34 comments on this place! I thought my night was mellow. Maybe even a little bit lonesome and depressing but things are looking up for me now that I see the sheer cases of loneliness written all over these Yelp commentaries.
Before I begin to talk about the raging 52 year old woman who is on her last cycle of PMS, and about to shift into menopause, let me just not- because this woman is actually named Joseph. One that especially catches my eye. Joseph managed to write four wopping paragraphs about what anyone passing by in a car going 65mph can see is a hole-in-the-wall pizza joint. This guy is thorough. He starts with the advertising. How can they say they are open 'til 3 and not have any more pizza by the slice left at 2:15? His second paragraph of his pizza essay shows his normality though, " The two slices of pizza I got kind of varied from one another,". . all of which he found, " Fascinating." There is quite a tone to his surprise in this riveting pizza experience. I'm begining to wonder if he is being paid for his hard work on this paper. The owner of this place should not even show his face because, according to Josephina here, it seems that they were trying to sell him a lifestyle, or movement, if you will. Must have been a busy night for him.
If I wasn't raggin' out myself- I probably wouldn't have noticed this madness. Guess it takes one to know one but, I mean- really?!!! I'm almost embarrased for this faceless Joe but then I'm proud of him for showing his true colors and spilling his all. For letting everyone know how he truely feels. Guess we all have different avenues to do that. Some blog, some sing it, some paint it, and some Yelp it.
Don't forget about Lydia C.'s from Los Angeles. She's got a few things to say too.

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