If someone staggers towards me with a big, red stain around their mouth, I immediately bash said person in the head. Sorry gramma. It was really nice of your to invite me to your barbecue, but you shouldn’t really sneak up on a guy. Don’t worry about Paps. He was reaching for a napkin and I thought he was reaching for my brains, so he’ll be joining you in the great beyond. Shesh, at this rate we’ll be able to have family reunions in a phone booth.
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