This is an old story. Back when I was the tender age of 10. I'm not sure if it belongs here, but I can't think of where else to put it (no suggestions, please :P).
Anyway, I'm with my parents and brother in a local Wal-Mart when an announcement comes over the paging system:
"Would the owner of a blue Pinto please come to the customer service desk, please? Would the owner of a blue Pinto please come to the customer service desk? You're car is on fire."
Everyone stops and looks at the speakers for a second, not believing. One guy in the vicinity said, "That's a hell of a way to tell someone!" We all laugh.
The kicker:
Behind me I heard someone say, "Wait, Dad, didn't we park next to a blue Pinto?"
"Shi-" I catch a glimpse of a middle age guy and his teenage son bolting for the front.
Anyway, I'm with my parents and brother in a local Wal-Mart when an announcement comes over the paging system:
"Would the owner of a blue Pinto please come to the customer service desk, please? Would the owner of a blue Pinto please come to the customer service desk? You're car is on fire."
Everyone stops and looks at the speakers for a second, not believing. One guy in the vicinity said, "That's a hell of a way to tell someone!" We all laugh.
The kicker:
Behind me I heard someone say, "Wait, Dad, didn't we park next to a blue Pinto?"
"Shi-" I catch a glimpse of a middle age guy and his teenage son bolting for the front.
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