and the termites will pay homage to the fucking snooze bar everyday....just cause they like the sound it fucking makes after being hit...with a fucking hammer!thats fucking funny:24:
and the termites will pay homage to the fucking snooze bar everyday....just cause they like the sound it fucking makes after being hit...with a fucking hammer!thats fucking funny:24:
Bwahahahahahaha...... Thankx, PJ. I know now I have fucking hope to force myself from the fucking coma I feel coming on at times.the snooze button and termites will be the last fuckers on the earth after we all go.....
Fuck! That is all.
Get this..... I was at the fucking grocery store.... about fifth person in the line.... the fucking shortest line mind you.....
When I am finally next in line and placing my fucking groceries on the conveyor.... the fucking woman in front of me.... a sweet little old lady mind you... says to the cashier....
"I can't believe how busy the stores are on the weekend. I sit at home on the weekdays watching my soaps and fiddling with housework as need be and my husband, Ralph.... BTW, Ralph is a very good man. Still does all the yard work and helps around the house when I ask..... anyway.... Ralph says.... Edith... that's my name of course.... Edith... why don't you do the shopping during the week when it's not so busy?"
At this point, I'm just smiling and agreeing that Ralph is truly an intelligent and helpful man...... Edith goes on to say....
"I tell Ralph.... Why Ralph.... If I were to do that, I'd have not a thing to do on the weekends."
At this point, she looks around the store and is smiling broadly at the 'crowds' of people.
She turns to me and says...
"I just love to people watch. Don't you?"
What could I say? I nod and smile and busy myself with emptying my shopping cart. Behind me I hear one of the shoppers.... a man.... say....
"Yeah! It's a fucking riot to stand in a fucking long line and wait on the weekends..... because that's when I have to shop after fucking working all fucking week and doing mandatory fucking overtime.... and hear that a whole lot of fucking old biddies wanting to fucking people watch are getting in other people's fucking ways that have to shop on the weekends too. WTF?"
Edith pretends not to hear him, but I can see her look around me and give the guy a dirty look. I suppose it was a dirty look.... either that or I think she was a bit constipated. Poor Edith.
At this point, the cashier breaks the mood and tells Edith that next time she shops perhaps she shouldn't write a check if her Arthritis is acting up so badly. She explains briefly the Debit card. Edith sort of glazes over. Anywho.... then the cashier tells Edith to have a nice day. Edith just smirks and tells her that she definitely has and will continue to do so no matter how many people she irks along the way.
I just snicker and wonder if I should write a check for the hell of it..... :ninja
You up to your old tricks stealing fucking sausages again. I thought you learned your fucking lesson.Sorry but I am with the guy that was in line. If she wants to fucking people watch then go for a walk at the fucking mall
Sorry but I am with the guy that was in line. If she wants to fucking people watch then go for a walk at the fucking mall
Edith can go fucking shopping whenever she fucking likes.....fuck the young and impatient.:thumbup
Edith can go fucking shopping whenever she fucking likes.....fuck the young and impatient.:thumbup
That was the guys point
Shopping is not supposed to be fucking entertainment![]()
That was the guys point
Shopping is not supposed to be fucking entertainment![]()
:24::24::24:eek:eek
Wash your fucking mouth out.......
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