They are hiring.
Electro
Don't ask me, I just fly the drones...
H: She meant nothing to me! M: Not that. You bought lite sour cream!
ME: Bacon was on sale. WIFE: Oh god, what does that mean *sound of dump truck backing into driveway*
Herr Kutz (This was funnier when I was half asleep this morning)
To which his friend replies, "No, it's about four and a half feet."
Toad. Thanks, HammerElectionBeans for the edit.
Because he kept locking up.
He heard that you have to stamp letters or the post office won't send them.