“How much do you love me?”
“Uh… I love you a lot. Why?”
“Well, see, I have this Pyrex dish in my truck. And there’s cheese enchiladas in it. And they’ve been in there since Sunday. All day at work, I was worried about how I was going to get them out of there. I opened up the Pyrex and it stunk so bad I almost vomited all over the inside of my car.”
“Uh… ok…”
“So, what I need you to do for me is to take the Pyrex, dispose of the enchiladas, and return the Pyrex to me clean.”
“Sure, I can do that. I thought you were going to tell me you sat on the glass Pyrex and ask me to pick shards of glass out of your ass or something.”
“Well, no, I know you’d do that, that wouldn’t even be considered a favor.”
“Honey, I sling shit for a living. Enchiladas are no big deal.”
23/08/2006 at 6:10 am Permalink
It’s worthy of “Overheard in Pittsburgh”.