I work with a woman we'll call Mary. Mary is one funny chica. But if I were her I'd never even THINK of running for president.
Mary had this guy on speakerphone this afternoon, and asked him for his name. I did all I could to keep from screaming laughing.
GUY: My name is David Colon.
MARY: Could you spell your last name for me?
MARY: Oh, COLON, as in your intestines. Why didn't you just say that in the first place?
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