Buy your own damn fries!
John, Jim and I witnessed the last cents spent by the Bread Machine in Taichung.
We all downed Kirins (John -2) on the bus platform as we waited to send him off.
You guys can all stop wearing black now.
Posted by Rye at 6:33 AM
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Spam in the comment boxes is nearly as bad as Spam in my sandwiches...
Haute coiffure, Bread. I'm sure everyone in Montana will think that's real pretty. By the way, Vince Young can run, but my wife still throws better than him.
Don't know what's with the spam. John?
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