
Who would'a thunk it??? I was getting off the elevator yesterday, minding my own "bidness" when the JAWS OF DEATH came charging right at me! If "he" hadn't scooped me up just in the nick o' time I would be "chopped steak" for the droopy jawed b*stard who almost killed me.
Whew! I wasn't myself all night and no amount of single malty ice cubes could repair the psychological damage that was heaped on my poor psyche!
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