So yesterday I went to the market….I hadn’t been in awhile.
Noticed they ran out of diet coke… I didn’t get mad…
Saw a friend of mine….waved hello. You know the one finger wave…
He’s all, “Not my fault she doesn’t like you” to which I responded, “Yeah…well you’re gay.”
I knew it wasn’t a fitting insult….but I couldn’t think of anything to say.
After the exchange of words I left to see that my vehicle had been vandalized. No big deal.
Just a typical day…
Then I checked my e-mail…
The End.
04 June, 2006
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8 comments:
Strangely a lot of people never got that thing I sent them.
HAHA this was funny as chit! Thanks I needed a laugh today....tremendously.
When you going to send that thing to moi? :p
But I didn't specify which Roosevelt. I would have, but... the communists... everywhere...
I must find the Colonel. He knew how to quell a rebellion; to this day they still talk about his exploits over the robots of Alaska. They thought they could farm. Ha!
heh!
Glad you liked it. Didn't know if this form would be successful.
You always have wonderful posts!
hmm does peanuts know what they are missing not hiring you?
That store clerk is a man, baby!
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