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JOJO FOOD TRUCK

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3582 SE Powell Blvd
Portland OR 97202

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Every day - 11 am - 9 pm

(971) 331-4284

jojo.pdx

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chef/owner. @hintzej
sister reataurant @choiluonpdx

men would rather open a food truck and make distur

men would rather open a food truck and make disturbing, unfunny posts than go to therapy 🙄

the only thing that matters to me is me and my tho

the only thing that matters to me is me and my thoughts. you all matter to the extent that you interact with me (and my thoughts). i can't fathom that each of you are living your own existence, independent of me, much in the same way i am of you. i am never going to die and because of this. i don't have to grapple with the fact that my existence is completely inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. and that the small sphere in which my existence "matters" is ephemeral at best. even those that make their mark on history are eventually lost. at best, their names ring through history but their *essential being* died with them long ago, preserved in a medium people will no longer consume. since i'm not going to die i don't have to deal with this. jojo is a food truck located at 3582 SE Powell Blvd in Portland, OR. open every day 11am to 9pm

TW violent language wow. a sickening display at

TW violent language wow. a sickening display at my condo last night. a wing-ed animal of some kind (a sort of bat/bird hybrid), invaded my home (my sanctuary) and caused absolute chaos (in MY condo). my massive son tried to capture the creature and fell down the stairs with a kerplunk that still rings in my ears. his neck is now his stomach and his stomach is now his butt and lemme tell ya. it's gruesome. anyway, i called animal control (disgusting bureaucrats) and they advised that i procure a net that is two times the circumference of the ghoulish invader. rest assured i captured and eliminated the invader but not before whacking my xbox into the bathtub, electrocuting my uncle (he was in the bathub). the good news is that he's no longer a drain on my finances (he's dead)

there are some whom say i need to "calm down" and

there are some whom say i need to "calm down" and "take a seat." well let me tell you. as a white man (the most oppressed minority in modern "america"), people need to hear my perspective. i'm sick of being cancelled for my massive diaper collection (the diapers and the collection are both large). you tell me to wear a mask at sam goodies while you don't have a mask (for your bottom)(hippocrates). you're out here getting your underpants in a twist about "institutional racism" while my diaper stays firmly in place (velcro). if anything that's reverse racism (for my ass)

each and every morning i wake up, put on a pot of

each and every morning i wake up, put on a pot of covfefe and do my exercises. most mere fools (chumps) do simple weight training or cardio, fashioning their limp bodies into something resembling the people they see on television. but not i. i (me, this guy) do exercises of the MIND. i take an IQ test each and every morning, basking in the glory that is my imtellegence. then i do my brain thrusts, a simple exercise consisting of holding your breath and squeezing your brain as hard as possible, right up to the point of your eyeballs popping out (but not quite). three sets of ten, no problem. then i finish up by flushing my ear canals with industrial acids, lest the pollutants that saturate the environment spoil the delicate ecosystem in which my brian resides. i give you these secrets solely for the purpose of helping you all (disgusting hooligans) catch up to my plane of existence, for having no competition has its drawbacks (no friends)

just got my heart broken. it (my heart) fell down

just got my heart broken. it (my heart) fell down the stairs (of love) then got in a serious bush crash on the highway (of love) and then it (my heart, again) was sat on by the largest baby that's ever existed (of love). that baby was enormous. anyway

when i made this i was like. wow

when i made this i was like. wow

the employee special series is back! this month's

the employee special series is back! this month's is courtesy of the beloved Fabian. he went "sicko mode" with this one, the flamin' hot fried chicken sandwich. flamin' hot-crusted chicken(!), guacamole, house ranch, lettuce, valentina hot sauce, and cheeto dust on top. available right now

tag five friends without whomb your life would be

tag five friends without whomb your life would be meaningless. friends that would bathe you if you're too tired (from doing crossfit) to bathe yourself. friends that would impersonate your husband/wife if the boss that you want to impress is coming over for dinner and you don't have a husband/wife but you lied about having a husband/wife (to your boss). friends that would execute any of the ghoulish reprobates that would dare disrespect your name. tag em

january has a lot of people watching what they eat

january has a lot of people watching what they eat so we have added diet jojos to the menu. you can order this low calorie option for $7.99

LIMITED TIME ONLY collab with the beautiful and ta

LIMITED TIME ONLY collab with the beautiful and talented @patrickmckee of @estespdx. we've got his marvelous wild boar ragu, available as loaded jojos or a patty melt/sloppy joe type thing. melted mozzarella, mama lil's, parsley. i'll post sell out on our stories when the time comes :-)

i'm beginning to think this "donald trump" thing w

i'm beginning to think this "donald trump" thing was a mistake

now you have a friend in the jojo business. jojo f

now you have a friend in the jojo business. jojo food truck, off highway 26, across from the starbucks on powell, open monday through friday 'til nine, saturday and sunday also 'til nine, online at jojo pdx dot com

i drew this mock up of the assailant. he looks lik

i drew this mock up of the assailant. he looks like shit

it is my pleasure to announce that we were burglar

it is my pleasure to announce that we were burglarized (again) last night. they just broke a window and didn't steal anything but if you think about it, i'm the one whom has stolen from them, for they've only made me stronger. my hairline is no longer receding and my nails are growing at an alarming rate. apparently i have two colons now, the second of which is useless (for now). the working theory is that my incandescent rage has been metabolized into vitamins that the science geeks didn't even know existed. anyway, i'd like to thank the coward that did this and sincerely hope he finds some peace and comfort in his life

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