This a my story!
I came to this country with only one spaghetti noodle in my pocket. I had to use it for a shoe lace in my boot. I had no choice, I had nothing else. I had to cut my only spaghetti noodle in half and use one half a noodle for each boot lace and I pulled myself up by my boot spaghetties.
Bobbyspaghetti wagon .com start as a cardboard box I push on a skateboard. In 1997 I sell my watch to buy one onion and a ketchup and I make a noodle with my hands using ashes of a grandma made of spaghetti. I don’t tell no one but everyone love a spaghetti made of grandma made of spaghetti ashes.
That’s how I make my first 20 dollars! With that I buy a can of real tomatoes and two more onions. That night I sleep like a baby in my cardboard box skateboard wagon with many patriot love for this great country.
In the morning I brush my teeth with spaghetti sauce and I sell enough spaghetti to go to the government department of Fedex Kinkos and I print a green card, a social security card, a birth certificate (born in Texas ;) and a death certificate for my grandma ;) and certificate for a bachelor of culinary science from the Massachusetts Institute of Spaghetti Technologies (MIST) Valve Victorian, Magma Cum Loud special honors I graduate!
I then have everything I need to make the most successful spaghetti wagon in the history of the universe. That night I make a dream I get abducted by a sexy alien. She take me up to her space kitchen and show me how to make the perfect spaghetti noodle with grandma spaghetti ashes and she show me how to use a colander to protect my secret recipe thoughts from the Fedex government.
I wake up very happy except my bed is wet with spaghetti sauce so I go to work so I can afford a water to clean my hands.
That is the whole true story of how bobbyspaghettiwagon.com survive the Y2K.
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