Ok. I’ll take that.

NAH! WE’RE OUT OF BEAR CLAWS!

NAH! WE’RE OUT OF BAVARIAN CREME-FILLED DONUTS!

Ok. I’ll take that.

After they unionized? No way.

I’ve found that a bit of cocaine and promises of acting work does the trick.

I think we’re all missing the most important question here: where do you get someone small enough to work the countertop banana stand?!?

Don’t be rude! They’re obviously on the Wicked Witch Skin Regimen.

Yes.

“We have one that can see!”

Depends. Fast casual, usually just follow someone on the floor for a shift. Fine dining on a cruise ship? That was three weeks, minimum.

So, all in all, roughly triple what your average, “skilled” law enforcement officer gets here in the states.

Not so essential immediately afterwards, tho.

How about “people we’re allowed to look down on that simultaneously keep society moving along?”

Surgery is just cutting people. I’m sure i could learn it in a day.

Try it, then shit talk

Work six months as a waiter, and tell me there’s no skill involved.

Saw one while driving cross-country way before camera phones, so unfortunately, no pics. It was Public Self Storage… or Pubic Elf Rage.

I still think Pubic Elf Rage is a great band name.

Never heard of ESL, or autocorrupt? Maybe put your rocks down, sweetheart.

Rate my breakfast warcrime

Ftfy

Sometimes, misheard lyrics are better than the original.

“I’ve got two crickets and a pair of lice!”

🎵"It’s hard to bargle nawdle zous

with all these marbles in my mouth."🎶