FullySprinklered
In the Trades
First job this morning, there was a plaque hanging on the front door. It read: "Little fingers touch our floors, so take your shoes off at the door."
That brought out the poet in me and I got inspired to pen another verse. Dim the lights, please. It goes something like this:
"What's that squirting out my nose? It's that lunch I had at Moe's."
That brought out the poet in me and I got inspired to pen another verse. Dim the lights, please. It goes something like this:
"What's that squirting out my nose? It's that lunch I had at Moe's."
