I heard a rumor, and I hope it’s true. I think Iowa City is getting a Texas Roadhouse. I’m going to destroy some rolls up in there. I can’t wait.

My homeboy SHAMMON (rhymes with “common”) told me a funny story last night. He wanted “something quick,” so he went to Atlas in IC. Anyway, he accidentally ran into some other friends of ours, and then he destroyed a 14-ounce steak, some mashed potatoes, and some choco cake/ice cream. The best part is “something quick.” Atlas considers itself to be a classy joint.

On a related note, Pumpkin’s prohibition on dessert needs serious review. It is noble to destroy a meal, and then follow up with The Keymaster of Calories: dessert. (”I’m the Keymaster.” “I’m the Gatekeeper.” Ah Ghostbusters). If you want to hold a seminar in eating, you gotta rock out some cake.

-Agent Spanky