posted on February 21, 2001 11:36:19 AM new
THERE WAS THIS ELF who recieved a negotiable
chicken in the mail but it was a rubber chicken
and was returned by the chicken bank.
With hopes of some satisfaction he listed
it on a chicken auction site but the wicked
witch of the west coast deleted his chicken.
I can only guess how it must feel to have
your only chicken deleted.
posted on February 21, 2001 01:48:33 PM new
I hate the smell of burning rubber. I prefer Latex cheques. They don't bounce as good or as high, but they smell (and taste) a lot better
