I think if they try to shut me down again over the "Cars", I'll rip it out of the package and hold it up to the cashier's neck, threatening to rub the lead paint against their carotid artery, and dragging them out of the store with me. Then I'll let them go and jump in the car for a quick getaway. Or I'll just through a five dollar bill at the supervisor, grab Yet and run like hell.



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. The register rang up for both:

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