Bobby, they ever find that monkey dat escaped from da zoo and punched you in the eye? – No mamma, da search continues.
Yesterday my mother and I were at Walmart. An overweight woman was taking up one of the aisles and I politely said “Excuse me.” She moved over and said, “Dont mind me, I’m just trying to find anti-itch cream. This rash has been driving me crazy! First it started here, (as she points to her female parts) then it started spreading right down my leg! I had to do something before it got out of control. Who knows where it was going to itch next!” I completely ignored her and walked away where I began laughing hysterically.
I don’t know if she is putting her pants on to go into Walmart or taking them off to go into Walmart. All I know is we have made some sort of impact on her Walmart shopping experience, I just don’t know if it was a positive change or negative one. I guess if we get sent another pic of her inside we’ll know the answer.
You look like Ronald McDonald’s girlfriend. Maybe because you also look like a French fry dipped in ketchup, I don’t know, all I do know is that it’s not good.