This morning I had to get a new set of tires, so I went down to a local dive bar to have breakfast and watch some of the early college games while I waited for the work to be done on my car (I don't drink...no, really I don't).
A guy walks in wearing the shirt of a very well known 24-hour fitness chain with his "personal trainer" nametag, and carrying a bottle of chocolate milk:
He walks up to the bar..."Yo'...spike my chocolate milk?":
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