What the -- how did I get here?! Where am I!?
A poke is a sack. Buying a pig in a sack means you’re buying it without looking first. Sometimes you end up having bought a cat instead of a pig. Similarly, if you’ve let the cat out of the bag before you’ve sold the pig in the poke, you’ve ruined the scam.
See, I think the problem here might actually be the sack — stop putting animals in sacks, people! That’s what shoe boxes are for!
Exactly! My brothers hate that. They want me to agree to do the favour before they’ll tell me what it is. Then they complain, “I’d do ANYTHING for you, but you won’t do this for me!” And I respond, “If you’ll do anything for me, why won’t you just tell me what the favour is first?”
…but I digress. :)
$500?? Was it only a five minute interview??
I had to reuse the same brown paper bag for a week, but at least the Saran Wrap was new each day. #plasticpollution #hypocrisy #beforepeanutbutterwasbanned
“That’s Mister Weenie Boy SIR!”
Such was my assumption as well.
If you can’t tell me what the favour is before asking me to agree to do it, I refuse on principle.
I hear West Virginia is pretty Fat East.
Guess it’s better than being the guy in the tub with an audience of popcorn.
>sniff sniff< Mmmm, tree flatulence.