To: Sax
on many days I've wished I had a walk-in zero freezer to take a break in That's all well and good, until you get locked in Sam the butcher's walk-in and you've got to get your kid-brother Bobby to squeeze through the tiny window to let you out.
33 posted on
11/27/2006 1:26:35 PM PST by
presidio9
(Tagline Censored)
To: presidio9
Universal television rule number two:
If somebody saves your life, you have to become their personal slave until you save theirs, usually about 22 minutes later.
36 posted on
11/27/2006 1:28:42 PM PST by
dead
(I've got my eye out for Mullah Omar.)
To: presidio9
Reminds me of this lyric (circa approx 1989):
Like Sam the Butcher, bringing Alice the meat.
Like Fred Flinstone, driving around on bald feet.
52 posted on
11/27/2006 1:52:13 PM PST by
Sax
FreeRepublic.com is powered by software copyright 2000-2008 John Robinson