It was a terrible night, blowing cold and snow in a most frightful manner. The streets were deserted and the local baker was just about to close up shop when a little, old man slipped through the door. He carried an umbrella, blown inside out and was bundled in two sweaters and a thick coat. But even so, he still looked wet, freezing and bedraggled.
As he unwound his scarf, he said to the baker, "May I have two poppy seed bagels to go, please?"
The baker said in astonishment, "Two bagels? Nothing more?"
"That's right," answered the little man. "One for me and one for Sherry."
"And who is Sherry, your wife?" asked the baker.
"What did you think," snapped the little man, "that my mother would send me out on a night like this?!"
Friday, October 12, 2007
Two bagels to go
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I would have sent her out if she wanted them so bad... ain't shoppen a womans job
"Ain't shoppin a womans job"??? Are you fuggin serious!? Welcome to the 21st century you back woods ignorant motherf*****. You're too much of a B**** to learn to shop on your own? Still needin mommies hand while you cross the street? Grow the fuck up.
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