The Silence Of The Pigs
(I’m playing with my two-month-old son, and I decide to take advantage of the fact that he can’t process language yet.)
Me: “This little piggy went to market… This little piggy stayed home… This little piggy had pork chops… This little piggy called the cops…”
My Wife: *mother of all death glares*
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
