ATTN: ACLR8 pt. III
Originally Posted by SR71BB,Mar 1 2005, 11:48 AM
EXACTLY!!!! he can call me from his work (which he does on a daily basis), but for me to call would be disasterous...and btw.. i called him today.. but that's ok since i NEVER do..
Hope ya'll enjoy:
Alabama Lettuce
A man walked into the produce section of his local supermarket, and
asked to buy half a head of lettuce. The boy working in that department
told him that they only sold whole heads of lettuce. The man was insistent
that the boy ask his manager about the matter. Walking into the back
room,
the boy said to the manager, "Some ass wants to buy half a head of
lettuce."
As he finished his sentence, he turned to find the man standing right
behind
him, so he added, "And this gentleman kindly offered to buy the other
half."
The manager approved the deal, and the man went on his way. Later the
manager said to the boy, "I was impressed with the way you got yourself
out
of that situation earlier. We like people who think on their feet here.
"Where are you from, son?" "Alabama, sir," the boy
replied.
"Well, why did you leave Alabama?" the manager asked. The boy said,
"Sir, there's nothing but whores and football players there."
"Really?"
said the manager. "My wife is from Alabama."
"No s*&^??" replied the boy. "Who'd she play for?"
Alabama Lettuce
A man walked into the produce section of his local supermarket, and
asked to buy half a head of lettuce. The boy working in that department
told him that they only sold whole heads of lettuce. The man was insistent
that the boy ask his manager about the matter. Walking into the back
room,
the boy said to the manager, "Some ass wants to buy half a head of
lettuce."
As he finished his sentence, he turned to find the man standing right
behind
him, so he added, "And this gentleman kindly offered to buy the other
half."
The manager approved the deal, and the man went on his way. Later the
manager said to the boy, "I was impressed with the way you got yourself
out
of that situation earlier. We like people who think on their feet here.
"Where are you from, son?" "Alabama, sir," the boy
replied.
"Well, why did you leave Alabama?" the manager asked. The boy said,
"Sir, there's nothing but whores and football players there."
"Really?"
said the manager. "My wife is from Alabama."
"No s*&^??" replied the boy. "Who'd she play for?"









