"I am about to utter heresy," Jock said around a mouthful of steak.
"What heresy are you about to utter?" I asked, my knife now hovering over a chicken breast.
"This," Jock said: "South Korean cigars are far, far superior to Cuban cigars."
It was too much. I pulled out my Desert Eagle and shot Jock in the crotch.
"That was uncalled for," Jock groaned from the restaurant's carpet.
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Sunday, July 30, 2006
100 Below: Volume 23
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