Me: So all the galsses were dirty, except the pint glasses, so I made a huge mad mailman for myself, then like six or seven more.
You: How's that turn out?
Me: Not etirely sure, but I woke up this morning in the midst a fistfight with my mailbox.
You: How's that turn out?
Me: Not etirely sure, but I woke up this morning in the midst a fistfight with my mailbox.
by The Mad Mailman February 1, 2011