There's a hiss of air brakes, the chuffing of the engine dropping to idle, and then the driver comes around with a Clipboard in hand.
He knocks on your door, looks down at the 'board in his hands, shakes his head, & looks up to ask:
"Are you the dude whom ordered a thousand, plucked nude, covered in Ranch Dressing, Ducks with "Olivia Newton John" written in lipstick across their backs? Cuz I've got them here, and this"-
He waggles the Clipboard
-"says I'm supposed to leave them at a Loading Dock. But I don't see a Loading Dock, and I'm not allowed to just leave the trailer. So where do you want me to unload them, and have you got a firehose or something I can use to wash out the trailer? They've left s4 everywhere, and it smells rather nasty back there..."
=-)p hahahaha |
