They Swear By Each Other
(A friend and I are driving down Sunset Boulevard for the first time. I, the driver, notice an upcoming street. What followed was not planned.)
Me: “Cusson Street! Ready? Ready?”
Friend & Me: *simultaneously* “F***!”
Me: “I am so glad you knew what I meant.”
Friend: “I was on board that train.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?