So I was walking out of work the other night and overheard some guy on the payphone in the lobby.
"Listen Bitch. I need my pipe now. NOW DAMNIT! You have to reach through the cut in the seam of the seat and get it out of the stuffing."
I bet it wasn't Turkey he was stuffing. Or smoking.
Just sayin'....................
1 comment:
Oh my...what's Thanksgiving without a little meth-fueled domestic abuse.
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