|"Thou bets thy ass, English."|
|"Let's see. I can have fart in a pita or fart on wheat bread. |
What the hell is pressed ham, though?"
But, that's not the point of this post.
|"Where can I send my application!!??"|
NOTE: I'll save you the trouble. Well, that's right neighborly of New Jersey.
|"That's just how we roll in the Garden State. |
Hey, you gonna eat that?"
NOTE: This is more than likely a bad thing.
|"No, no, too beaucoup!"|
"Hey, that Penwasser."
"Okay, you come in."
NOTE: I really hope you come to Penwasser Place for silly, junior high school humor.
NOTE: Hee...hee...hee. I said 'come.'
Doing that though reminds me of The Price Is Right. For those of you who have lives and don't know, you win on the The Price Is Right when you come the closest to your bid without going over. If you go over, you have to give Drew Carey a happy ending.
You guessed how much it would cost to fill your car!
But, even though you won,
how about a little something for the effort?"
"Is that the mustard colored car?"
"Uh, it's gold."
"Well, it looks mustard colored."
|Okay. I see her point. |
I never use French's mustard.
It insults the quality of my meat.
Yes, that's a double entendre, too. You're welcome.
I pumped my gas for only $25.
But, I needed to go inside to get my change.
Meaning, I kind of lose.
But, I can use the $5 I saved by buying a hoagie.
But, they put too much mayo on it.
|"Just because I got nowhere to go doesn't mean you can put me in a frikkin' sandwich!"|
NOTE: An obscure reference to An Officer and a Gentleman.
Most of you probably won't get it. I hope at least some of you do.
But, I'm not at 7 Eleven, so I don't need shots.
|Oh, thank heaven!|
NOTE: For those of you wondering how I was going to fit the title of the post into this thing.
But, mayo gives me heartburn.
|Meaning, I LOSE|