Australians and Shoddy Workmanship
I remember trying to stuff all of my nickels, quarters and dimes into the pocket on my Roos, and running to the corner store to buy Big League chewing gum. (Grape, of course.)
By the time I got to the store all of my money had fallen out of the pocket.
Ben got no gum. Ben sad. Ben still mad at Roos.
posted by Benji at 1:23 PM
4 Comments:
dude,
you could've saved the dough on the 'roos (would've meant more $change$) & just did what we did...
stick the money in your sock...
nothing like handing over toe-jammed nickels & dimes to the clerk for some Super Bubble (the best gum, hands down)...
you PAID for gum!?!?!?
woops... did I just say that out loud?
I would cram a pack gum in my handee dandee pocket on my roos and walk right out the store!
Mom caught me one time and made me go back in the store, hand back the gum, and ask to talk to the manager. She told the manager that she was a bible believing Christian, and that the bible said that if you steal you must pay back sevenfold. So she had the manager of the grocery store calculate the cost of the bubble gum seven times over and made me pay every penny. Lesson learned I guess...
I'm still pissed I got caught.
Yes, but didn't the Roos make you jump higher? Cuz, believe me, my Zips sure made me run faster...
*outraged*
Well, of COURSE that's shoddy. Duh. They're like, made a souvenirs. As an Australian, I can say with certainty that we do NOT only make shoddy stuff. Don't make that kind of a comment again or I'll sick Darth Loki on you.
*is hit by a Force-thrown book*
*exclaims*
*rubs head*
See? She's bad tempered. So watch out, man.
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