That pizza wouldn’t be the same without that hand gesture.
Some years ago, our liquor store had two cashiers, one was named Sherry and the other was Brandi. True story.
Yes. I usually return my cart to him and let him keep the quarter.
There’s a panhandler who stands near the cart return outside a grocery store. Whenever he sees someone slapping their pockets for change, he offers them a quarter out of his mug.
WHAT? And wrap my legs around theirs neck?
Not her first rodeo…
Instead of the “good” book, there was a serpent. How ironic.
Y2K hit NZ 24 years late.
And I’ve watched squirrels in my backyard gnaw away at my solar string lights. Darn critters!
Mechanic: “ I couldn’t fix your brakes, so I’ve made your horn louder “.
That pizza wouldn’t be the same without that hand gesture.