So I'm driving down the highway, when the rear hatch of this big-ass semi in front of me FLIES open, and a couple of cardboard boxes bounce out and end up in the ditch......hmmmm, maybe a bale or two of glaucoma medicine? so, of course, i pull over to investigate. no left-handed smokes, but a GROUP of these high-dollar looking shirts are folded up inside. So i'm thinking it's my lucky day, and I'm off the hook for the loot SBR John swore to give you girls who beat me in the "Beat the Prick" contest....so me, being clever and all, busts out the sharpie and writes all official lookin' "SBR" on the pocket and Tommy Bahama on the tag. FedEx one to that Bill Dozer chick, and she says it ain't gonna cut it......my lawyer Johnny Cochrane sez i got no obligation, so this might be tied up in court awhile
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