Driving down the freeway with a friend on our way to do a little shopping, we passed a rather large sign that read in bold letters: TAXIDERMY.
I shook my head clear of the heebie-jeebies. "Eck, I still can't believe that people make a living pulling the insides out of animals and stuffing them for their customers."
"What are you talking about?" The stunning blonde sitting next to me asked.
I pointed at the sign. "The Taxidermist."
"What about them?"
"Just how they can work with dead animals all day."
She stared out the window for a bit. "Oh...I thought they did taxes."
Well, at least she's pretty.
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