I worked at a DQ once. For a month. My boss had a mullet. With... THINGS... shaved into the sides... He had two ROTTEN teeth... I read Edward Abbey, learned some Russian and got the FUCK OUTTA THERE.

I always imagine my bald manager as having a flock of seagulls haircut. It's really funny on a bad day.

What a coincidence, I always imagine my manager as having been set on fire. It's really funny all the time.

Oh my God.... Squenix, your signature.... it's the ultimate reason for selling children wholesale.

Viajera said:
Oh my God.... Squenix, your signature.... it's the ultimate reason for selling children wholesale.

Asian kids two for dolla!!!