Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Story #91

Crosby was halfway to work when he got the feeling he had forgotten something back at home. "That's it," he said, snapping his fingers, "I left a door-to-door salesman in my kitchen." He didn't have time to turn around or he'd be late for work, so he returned home on his lunch break. Crosby entered his kitchen and the salesman was standing there, explaining to a blender why his StabOn brand knives were better equipped for liquefying things than it was. The blender noticed Crosby in the doorway and screamed, "Intruder!" The salesman quickly demonstrated the stabbing quality of his blades on Crosby.

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