Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Err America and Rollerblades...

Damn, I was scudding Err America when the doorbell rang…

The poor sod in a hooded sweatshirt looks me from head to foot and asks what he knew to be a completely embarrassing and inane pitch:

“Would you like to buy a set of rollerblades?”

I mirror his gaze and review the options… “Uuuuhhhh, no. Nice try though!”

I just realized I am in a wheelchair. What am I to do???

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