Gary, steroid-crazed, stormed into my room last week.
"ELLEN ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME YOU SAID YOU WOULD CHECK THE EXPIRATION DATES ON THESE YOGURTS AND I JUST ATE TWO AND THE EXPIRATION DATE IS NOVEMBER THIRD!"
"Yes?"
"NOVEMBER THIRD! NOVEMBER!"
"Gary. What month do you think it is? Because it is October."
(Looks hard at me.)
I said, "Who is the president?"
He said, "Hmpf," and stomped away.
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