Salesman: Sir, we've been over this, I don't know how many McNuggets it will hold.
They don't but all eggs always fit.
There were two Canadians and an American. They put letters in a hat and drew. They got "C-eh", "N-eh", "D-eh". The American didn't know what was going on, but he relayed the message. I know i need to work on my execution.
My Zipper.
Three. One to screw it in and two more to hold down the editor.
Patient: I'm a salesman and I keep selling myself things I don't want.
