Can you do me a smedium favor?
Sure. What is it?
Scan some stuff and email it to me.
Don't you have a scanner at work?
It's new and nobody knows how to use it yet.
... smiles and takes the papers she needs scanned without saying a word.
New furniture arrives today.
It's odd, I hear ambulances at least twice a day and with the high number of old people around here I know some of those are sirens are for dead people. I can confirm this because there are estate sales literally every single weekend. Usually more than one.
My point is, we could probably have gotten our living room suite a lot cheaper if we just waited til the right old person died. But then we'd have a cranky old person ghost living with us so, nevermind.
It's time for my pudding!
You're dead, old dude. You can't eat pudding anymore.
I can still smell it, dammit!
Smell this, *fart*
*studio audience laughs*
And that, boys and girls, is my new sitcom Deadpa and Me. Watch for it on Netflix.
|Sofa for sale. Dog included.|