One time, I worked with this lady, she was my age, which meant she should have "it" together by now. She told me she was from Minnesota, pronounced Men ahh soooh TAH. Well, being the friendly guy that I am , I told her I was born in Texas, pronounced North Mexico. So for the next month, every day when I went to work, she would say "Steers and Queers, Steers and Queers, nothing else comes out of Texas." Well I had heard this only several thousand times in my life, and yeah, it's kind of cute the first time. But on and on, day upon day, this lady went on. It started to eat at me and turn me to a dark side of myself that I don't like to look at, and I devised my evil plan. I thought about Minnesota alot, for a couple of weeks. Then, she said it again, and I pounced like a tiger on prey. I said, "You moose chip collectin, igloo dwelling, Prince listening, metal helmet with horns wearing, malumute mushing, cheese eating, daughter of Norwegian bachelor farmers." She cried. Later, so did I.
2007-10-03
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