Attention, men! Got a hole in your hip pocket? Lose that pocket comb again? I know I get sick of it. I will drive to the store just to avoid the unfamiliar feeling of being without a comb (though I seldom actually use one). I always try to keep a spare in a desk drawer.
A friend of mine obviously decided to end this situation once and for all. He packed some post-Thanksgiving ham and pumpkin pie in a small paper bag for me to take home. There was a receipt in the bottom of the bag. When I took the food out, I happened to read the receipt – a story without words.
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