Poop boy
Written July 21st, 2008 at 11:05pm in Humor, Uncategorized
So one day I was at work. That particular day, I got lunch from a place I patronized often. A place called Poor Boy.
It must have been a slow day…because a short time later, I decided to make some artistic alterations to my cup:
I swear on my life, a few weeks later, I got the WORST food poisoning from that place and never ate there again. Poop boy indeed.
Self-fulfilling prophecy?
You and poop, I swear
I think I smell a lawsuit… no pun intended.
Seriously, J. Bo! I was SICK as a DOG. It was wretched!
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