They've replaced the tampon/pad dispensers in the women's restrooms at work. Now there isn't anywhere to put your quarter. You pull the knob, and the item of your choice flies out. I see you with that blank stare - yeah you. Don't you realize what I'm saying? FREE TAMPONS. Sheesh.
WE NEED MORE ROOSTER TEARS
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"Missus Jen, how many wrecks does it take to get to the center of your
resolve against believing in a voodoo curse placed on our bakeries' numeric
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