Thursday, November 17, 2005

I was just a walking down the street.. and this young punk-headed whippersnapping ding-job came up up to me. I was just going to the bus stop! Can't a man have a little peace? I worked for 48 and a 1/2 damn years, don't i deserve a little bit of respectr from these little whelps?

well... this fellas says... "hey, old timer! "

and I said, "old timer? you wouldn't know time if you found it in your diaper, you little runt!!! why I oughta-"

and as i was about to tell that little bastard just what i ought to do, he says, "hey, grandpa! you got any chocolate wedgies?"

You know. I haven't cried before or since them chocolate wedgies... "Them Noof'er's are a meanace," i says, "you don't want to wake up with chocolate in your wedge, young man," i says.

"i don't want to talk about it anymore," i says...

and that punk, he was either a'chuckling at me, or choking on his crispy crunchy carmel bar.

1 Comments:

Blogger strider said...

being an old timer ain't all that its cracked up to be but considerin it all i know i perfer the chocolate wedgies to seein thos danged noof'ers around... they can scare up quite a sight and its even worse when you can't see them..there's no getin around it those noof'ers are pests that get you wettin yur pants all times of the day and night..theys wurse than the worst nightmare..i moved and theys still around ...just can't get rid of them nuisance noof'ers

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