Monday, February 4, 2013

Thoughts while selling BBQ sauce

"Y'all got that tiny dog, want some BBQ to put on it?" Said it.

That lady killed a yeti and made a purse from its skin.

"Put some sauce on your nuts." Yea, I said that...

Taste the sauce punk.

More mullets here than at a Garth Brooks concert fo Sho.

Flea Markets = nik-nacks & trinkets, you know like paperweights

If you have to buy a stroller for your dog, you should shoot your dog. Just sayin'

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