I told my mother that everyone hates me. She said I was being ridiculous - everyone hasn't met me yet.
Customer: “Do you have guacamole here?”Me: “Yes, ma’am.”Customer: “Because I asked for guacamole at [competition], and they gave me this smooshy baby-poo green stuff!”
Go ahead.I dare ya!who you callin' a goat head?
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Go ahead.
I dare ya!
who you callin' a goat head?