C: What’s that on my hamburger bun?
ME: What?
C: That yellow stuff?
ME: Mustard.
C: (Confused look)
ME: How about I get you a new bun without it on there?
C: Okay.
ME: Next week come back, and I’ll explain ketchup to you (it’s the red stuff).
S. L. Ehrisman (c) 2/28/11
I FUCKING HATE BIRTHDAYS
C: What do you do for kid’s birthdays?
ME: We hold them upside down by their feet, stick their head in a toilet bowl and flush it, while singing happy birthday to them, of course.
S. L. Ehrisman (c) 2/28/11
A PIRATE HUTTERITE . . .
. . . sat at table 56 tonight.
Yo, Ho, Ho and a bottle of raisin wine.
S. L. Ehrisman (c) 2/28/11