Well, I missed yesterday, so two in one today:
I once worked at Hot Dog on a Stick.
And I got fired.
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It's probably good for me to get this stuff off my chest.
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3 comments:
The boys didn't wear them back then. Just a visor.
So, how did you get fired?
I was ten dollars over in my till. They are Nazis there. Rainbow-colored happy nazis.
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