You've got to worry for the real baby
Overheard in South Africa:
"Where were you last week, Charles?"
"I was sick, boss. Throwing up every morning."
"Oh yeah? Got a note from the doctor, I suppose?"
"Right here..."
Observations on the world from a small town in Portugal:
"In the best traditions of Russian Wolfhounds, I will use this space to savage the pompous, growl at the overzealous, and wag my tail friskily at girls in short skirts."
Overheard in South Africa:
"Where were you last week, Charles?"
"I was sick, boss. Throwing up every morning."
"Oh yeah? Got a note from the doctor, I suppose?"
"Right here..."
Posted by Chris G at 11:57 PM
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