- Things I am not allowed to say aloud at the mall:
- If that woman gets one more face lift, she’s going to have a goatee.
- Look, sweetheart, they’re having a sale at the maternity store!
- Do you want weasel on a stick or deep fried weasel wrapped in pretzel?
- Is that the sushi bar or the foot massage place I smell?
- Only Satan would put the Lego store next to the Apple store. But, I will forgive them for the new Apollo 11 set. Now, how do I justify $100 for a bunch of legos?
- If I walk past four empty booths to get to your hostess station, don’t tell me there won’t be a table-for-two available for 35 minutes.
- They say don’t eat your feelings. I say eat something so that your feelings don’t slip their leash and consume the world.
Musings
Posted by daddybear71 on July 12, 2019
https://daddybearsden.com/2019/07/12/musings-324/
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cspschofield
/ July 13, 2019Not Weasel. Rat. Believe me, I’ve worked in a mall. Lots and lots of rats.
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OldNFO
/ July 14, 2019Monkey meat on a stick was usually rat. High in Vitamin A. 🙂
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daddybear71
/ July 17, 2019I learned long ago to not ask what kind of meat it was while visiting 3rd world shitholes. I just made sure it was very well done and I had a bottle of Texas Pete with me at all times.
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