I’ve been staring at here for 25 minutes and can’t think of anything to say, which is a first for me. Give us your best one-liner in the comments and whoever is the funniest may receive this piece of gum that is underneath my desk.
How did you both manage to cover nothing, yet everything at the same time? I don’t know whether to congratulate or punish you.
Well I guess we know which piggy went to the market. Fun fact: One of Cincinnati’s nicknames “Porkopolis” was coined around 1835, when Cincinnati was the country’s chief hog packing center, and herds of pigs traveled the streets. I lived in the Nati for 4 years and that’s still not far off. In fact, I’m headed there this weekend, to go hog wild.
It must be odd for you to run into SO many illiterate women. You ever think that maybe the only reason people could read that shirt is because they have almost snapped their necks turning their heads sideways in complete shock and disgust?