mmmmm
grilled cheese..
Ill give ya 10 bucks fer that there samm'ich..
They're free in the OTHER line.
Im outta here...
free food?
PPbbtthh..
ta - ta guys!
johnboy was in the line, just ahead of yall. And in front of me was an old lady with blue hair. We were waiting for whatever lay ahead. Suddenly she turned around, stepped to one side and snarled: "You bunch of ass-pinching, pot-smoking, foul-mouthed idiots...do your children and grand-children know how you have spent this afternoon?" There was silence for a moment and then was heard one small voice: "grilled cheese?"
And that small voice was me as I took my place back in line.
<grabs Littlek and says "where the hell do you think you're going"?>
Gustav continues his savage beating of Dick Cheney. A guy walks up and says, "Mind if I throw a few punches?"
Gus makes a gesture with his thumb and says, "Get in line."
Heeeeeyyyy, lady, just wanted to see if it was worth the wait.
You tell em, Gus!
Oh, excuse me miss, I thought you were trying to cut.
You wanna smoke a dooby?
Nope, but, I hear they're beating up some old fat guy.
Cool! I don't like the looks of that guy anyway. He looks like a slease ball!
Oooh, I want a piece of that fat bastard too!
<shadow boxing in place>
Well, I wasn't about to stand in line just for a cheese sandwich. But a chance to punch out Dick Cheney, now....hmmm....I just had a manicure today, but what the hell...
<pushes lil'k out of the way>
Heeeeeyyyy!
Sigh.
<Wanders off.>
<grabs a downcast littlek and pushes her on top of a now unconscious Dick Cheney>
<straining, trying to see over Eva's big hair>
Goddamit, I can't see! What's happening up there? And why is this line moving so damned slow?!!
Wait your turn, dammit! I'm not finished kicking him!
Man, this is a long line.
gustavratzenhofer wrote:<grabs a downcast littlek and pushes her on top of a now unconscious Dick Cheney>
<littlek realizes that the old bastid is near death and tells everyone to get a grip>