When Interviews Go South
My next door neighbor Meat knocked on my door this morning. There isn't anything unusual about that.
You know what's funny? You don't need maintenance to escape a stalled escalator. |
Is there a buzzing in your ear? That'd be the thought police. |
Every now and then sheer stupidity smacks you like a stale wet bar towel. They don't come staler than the towels on the Florida coast. |