Tonight, I'm going to steal a device from Christopher Daniels (Not the first time I've stolen something from him) and bring this story to you in the form of a short play.

Kenny Campbell and a female friend are dining at Village Inn one night. The Velvet Love God orders chicken strips, his friend orders coffee and a slice of pie (Not Key Lime pie, Ryan)
Anyways, while chatting over coffee, Kenny remembers how much he loves honey mustard with his chicken. He makes a mental note to ask for some when his waiter, a thirty-something, foreign-sounding gentleman, arrives with the food. Five minutes or so go by, and the waiter returns with the pie and the chicken strips

"O"KC - Excuse me, could I get some honey mustard?

Waiter - Oh yes, mayonnaise, sir *walks away*

"O"KC - *turning to friend* This is proof that I don't f***ing exist

Friend - You want me to ask him next time?

"O"KC - No, let's just see what he brings back

Waiter returns, drops a plate of LEMONS next to chicken strips, does the classic "I don't know English" smile and walks away

"O"KC - Wow. That is... interesting...

Friend - *flagging waiter* Excuse me, can I get some honey mustard?

Waiter nods once again, goes to the kitchen, and returns shortly with two items: A jar of honey, and a bottle of mustard

Friend - *laughing ass off* This is too funny.

"O"KC - That's it. This is going on my f***ing website

The End

Yeah. That's sad. It really, really is. I figured I had to put it up here, to amuse my fan.

Next weekend, it looks like the Velvet Love God's dance card is quite full. He'll be appearing in Oklahoma City (possibly) on Friday, Tulsa, Oklahoma for TPW Saturday morning, and I'm returning to ACW in Wichita Falls on Sunday. If you're in the area, be sure to check out any of the shows, as they're guaranteed to be entertaining.