3 Ethnic people of your choice are working atop a skyscraper. While eating lunch the first says"Every danmed day , roast beef , I am fed up!"..........The second says"Every danmed day , tuna , I am fed up!"........The third says"Every danmed day , cheese , I am fed up!" The three fellas make a pact,that, if their spouses send them to work one more day with the same daily lunch that they will leap from the skyscraper to a catorcrismic death , thus ending the unbearable monotany. Sure as shit the next day our 3 ethnic people of our choice must fulfill their pact , and , of course die a catorcrismic death. At the funeral for our protagonists the first wife says"I always thought he loved roast beef!"...The second wife says"He loved his tuna since he was a kid,I don't understand why he did it!"...The third wife says"I really don't understand either he made his own fugly lunch!"
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Dubya G Grace: And I...the number after three...that<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> YEH AND ILL STICK MY OAR IN IT WAS SHITE THAT POST.
