Tuesday, December 30, 2003

The Fish, the College Co-ed, and Airport Security

Sensing a chance for comeuppance, Trey put on his "stone-cold-supportive-protector" face and said with great dramatics, "You know what ... we flushed him. We flushed him because you made us [pause for effect]. You killed my girlfriend's fish. No, you made her kill her fish ... Happy holidays."
It's a sad state of affairs when you can't take your fish-in-a-plastic-bag onto an airplane.
via [ Jack ]

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