“Well at least I’m open on Sundays,” said the dejected Popeyes employee, gathering his trick-staffs from the ground. Reciprocating with a smug, “So is Hell,” Chick-fil-A’s prophet retrieved his rod, changed it into a microphone, and dropped it.
“Well at least I’m open on Sundays,” said the dejected Popeyes employee, gathering his trick-staffs from the ground. Reciprocating with a smug, “So is Hell,” Chick-fil-A’s prophet retrieved his rod, changed it into a microphone, and dropped it.