We stopped in the feed store in Pea Ridge on our way to the pumpkin patch, today.
Inside the office, I noticed a tiny, handwritten sign on the wall that says,
"WE SELL HAPPY JOINTS HERE."
Inside the office, I noticed a tiny, handwritten sign on the wall that says,
I got an uncontrollable case of the giggles while we waited in line. Aaron headed out to load the van and suggested I buy two bags of feed.
Me: Weed?Aaron: What? No! Feed!
Me: You sure?
Aaron [embarassed]: Shhh! Yes.
Me: okie dopey.
I'm the only person in the office that thought I was hillarious.
1 comment:
I giggled like a maniac.
Why did someone write that, if not to inspire that reaction?
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