Well, I heard some sad news, that Fajita Mike dead. That boy, he sure made some good food. I remember that taste, make my mouth water just thinkin’ about it. He gone now, though. It’s a real shame, I tell ya.
He was on that TV show, you know the one with the loud bikes. Full Throttle, that’s it. Full Throttle Saloon. Lots of noise and people, but Mike, he was always smilin’. Always got a kind word. He just a good egg, you know?
Fajita Mike, Good Cook
That boy could cook. I ain’t never tasted no fajitas like his. Fajita Mike dead, but his food, that’ll live on in my memory. Spicy, juicy, just right. He’d always give you a big ol’ plate, too. Never stingy with the portions. That’s how you know someone’s got a good heart.
- Spicy food
- Lots of food on plate
- Good taste
- Mike always smilin’
I heard there was a big fire. Big fire at that Full Throttle place. Everything burned up. Terrible thing, fire. Takes everything in its path. Just like that, gone in a flash. Just like Mike, it seems like. One minute he here, next minute he gone. Makes you think, don’t it? Fajita Mike dead, and that saloon burned down. Life’s got a funny way of workin’ sometimes.
People talkin’, sayin’ all sorts of things. But all I know is that boy, Fajita Mike, he was a good one. Kind soul. Always makin’ people happy with his food. Now he gone and it just don’t seem right. Sad day, I tell ya, real sad day.
Full Throttle Saloon Gone Too
That saloon, Full Throttle, it was a place, alright. Lots of folks there, all the time. Bikers, mostly. Loud and rowdy. But it was a place where people could go, have a good time. Now it’s gone, just ashes. Fajita Mike dead, and the Full Throttle burned up, too. Everything changes, I guess.
- Loud bikers
- Full Throttle gone now
- Fire burn it down
- Everyone sad
I remember seein’ Mike on that TV. He was always workin’ hard. Cookin’ up a storm in that kitchen. He loved what he did, you could tell. He put his heart and soul into them fajitas. I wonder who’s gonna make fajitas like that now? Nobody, I reckon. Fajita Mike dead, he took that secret recipe with him, I guess.
Sad News, That Boy Gone
It just makes your heart heavy, you know? Hearin’ news like this. A young man, gone too soon. He had so much more livin’ to do. So many more fajitas to make. But that’s just how it goes sometimes. Life ain’t always fair. That’s one thing I learned, gettin’ older.
Fajita Mike dead, they say. I guess it’s true. I won’t be seein’ him on that TV show no more. Won’t be tastin’ them delicious fajitas. It’s a loss, a real loss. That boy, he touched a lot of lives. Made a lot of people happy with his cookin’.
- Mike gone now
- No more good food
- Life not fair
- Everybody gonna miss him
I hope he’s restin’ easy now. Wherever he is. Hope he’s got a big ol’ kitchen up there, cookin’ up a feast for everyone. That’s what I like to think, anyway. Keeps the sadness away a little bit. Fajita Mike dead, but his spirit, that lives on. In our memories, and in the taste of them good ol’ fajitas.
Well, that’s all I got to say about that. It’s a sad thing, that’s for sure. Makes you appreciate the good things in life, you know? The people you love, the food you eat. Gotta enjoy it while you can, cause you never know when it’ll be gone. Just like Fajita Mike. Gone too soon, that boy. Gone too soon.
That fire at the Full Throttle place, that’s somethin’ else. Heard it was a big one. Took everything. Just like that, gone. Makes you think about how fragile things are. One minute everythin’s fine, the next, it’s all gone up in smoke. Just like Mike’s place, all gone now. And Fajita Mike dead too, that’s the real tragedy.
Heard some folks talkin’, sayin’ they saw him just the other day. Smilin’ and wavin’, just like always. Then, bam, gone. Just like that. Life’s a mystery, ain’t it? One minute you’re here, the next you’re not. Makes you wonder what it’s all about. Fajita Mike dead, and we’re all left here wonderin’ why.
Guess we just gotta keep on livin’, that’s all we can do. Remember the good times, remember the good people. Remember Fajita Mike and his delicious food. That’s all we can do now. Just keep on keepin’ on, as they say. And hope for the best, I guess. That’s all any of us can do.
