I mentioned in another post about Morrisville, Pennsyltucky having too many schmokers, but today one made me bring the house down...
I took a break from work to go to 7-11 for a beverage. So, I grab an Arnold Palmer lemonade/iced tea, and go get in line. The line was pretty long, so I pulled the tab and started drinking. Well, the guy in front of me was a marble mouthed mother ****er! He was telling the lady what kinda schmokes he wanted, and she couldn't understand him. Hell, I was right next to him and couldn't understand him! I looked at him to see if maybe he was a foreigner from a foreign country, and maybe he was just having problems with en English. But he looked pretty hillbilly white boy to me. Anywho, he told the lady about 5 times waht kinda schmokes he wanted, and she was doing a slow burn because she couldn't understand him. So, out of desperation she just started pointing at the different boxes of cigs, and mumbles just kept nodding his head "no" and mumbling away. Finally the lady turns and says in a pretty loud voice "SIR! I CANNOT UNDERSTAND YOU, SO I CANNOT GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT!" Well, I thought this was funny as hell, and I had just taken a big swig of my drink. So, I start to bust a gut, and I spewed my drink all over my shoes and the floor!
The guy looked at me, mumbled something, and walked out without his schmokes. And the lady said to me, "I can't believe things like that happen!" And I said, "Yes, ma'am. They happen. 'Specially in Pennsyltucky!"
Thar she blows!!!
did he have any teeth?
