Today, I realized that those SmartOnes ready to eat frozen meals, have decided to take upon the task of personally attacking me. I love their Italian Calzones, and guess what they decided to start taking off the shelves? MY calzones. I have nothing to live for. Hey, Hot Pockets, you might as well thank SmartOnes for making me join your business to fulfill my pizza cravin' needs. You know what beats all of you stinkin' pizza making jobs? Popcorn chicken. The chicken is saying ha in your faces right now.
I went to Burger King the other day, wearing my sunglasses. I was feelin pretty steady tight, when I walked up to the register to order. The cashier dude said nice sunglasses and continued to hit me in the face causing the glasses to come off. He ran and picked them up and ran away. My first thought was maybe he didn't really work at Burger King, but his flashing glow in the dark Sketchers begged to differ. Perhaps this situation did not happen, but I did break my sunglasses at a Burger King, so I would like to post an ad.
WANTED: TIZZIGHT SUNGLASSES
Please help me. I am in dire need.
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