Friday, June 16, 2017
Found For Friday
I don't like hanging out at the pancake house, it gives me the crepes.
While I was sitting on a bench I noticed a really pungent odor. No wonder they call it a pew.
The masseuse was fired for rubbing people the wrong way.
I woke up not very hungry after having a roll and turnover in bed.
A boy was bagging groceries at a supermarket. One day the store installed a machine for squeezing fresh orange juice. Intrigued, the young man asked if he could be allowed to work the machine, but his request was denied. Said the store manager, "Sorry, kid, but baggers can't be juicers."
Haunted French pancakes give me the crepes.