
“Afternoon Ms. Munro, what’s up with the gun?”
“Ms. Welch advised it as necessary.”
“Necessary?”
“Yes, these parts are getting uppity”
“I know my par…”
“No.”
“No?”
“No.”
Now I know why I am fat, it’s my stomach’s fault.
“Afternoon Ms. Munro, what’s up with the gun?”
“Ms. Welch advised it as necessary.”
“Necessary?”
“Yes, these parts are getting uppity”
“I know my par…”
“No.”
“No?”
“No.”
Now I know why I am fat, it’s my stomach’s fault.
You know they’re really gettin’ uppity when they hit you in the head with a shovel