Some Things You Just Can't Argue With

The man at the Jewel who bagged my groceries looked to be in his late 40s.
He moved very slowly and had limited use of his right arm.

Man: Hello Miss. How are you today?

Me: Not so bad, thanks. How are you?

Man: I am not so bad, thank you, considering I was hit by a semi.


crabbydad said...

Blip Blop!

Lacy said...

Blip blop inDEED.

(That's hilarious, Andy, I debated making that the end of the original post. I'm so glad you added it!)