I'm sorry, my dear. You must be twenty-one to enter. Of course I am taking applications for kitchen help.*hijacks thread*
1) Where is this list you speak of?
2) Is my name on it?
I'm not sure how many ways you can possibly pronounce "drewskee", unless you're from Pakistan or something.
Or, if you're Helen Keller.
Sweeeeeeet. 😀
*hands drewskee a cold beer*
I'm sorry, my dear. You must be twenty-one to enter. Of course I am taking applications for kitchen help.
*Flashes a $100 bill* Are ya surrrre? 😀
*Pulls a three inch thick roll of $100's out of pocket* I'm sure.*Flashes a $100 bill* Are ya surrrre? 😀
THIS IS SUCH CRAP!
Am I on your list?
Aimee!! More bread!
How about a beer, please.
*Pulls a three inch thick roll of $100's out of pocket* I'm sure.
*shoots Artoo*