Friday, January 23, 2009
"This is a robbery."
"My wife just left me."
"Nice bow tie."
"I bet that readers of the New Yorker would look smilingly upon my zany predicament."
"My other tunnel goes to Mexico."
"There are no stools here."
"I guess I won't find the stool pigeon here."
"I guess I won't find the stool pigeon here, as there seem to be no stools."
"It's funny that I am looking for the informant, or stool pigeon, who sent me to prison, and I wind up in a bar that is completely lacking chairs, or stools."
Posted by Phillip at 12:33 PM