The New Daily Hurl
Well, its been ages since I've given you a good Daily Hurl, so what does that make it? The Quarterly Hurl? The Somewhat Non-Regularly Occurring Hurl? Well, I hate to rename it, just the same. Regardless, I went to a local fast food place with one of my family to pick up food for dinner. The person that met us at the counter was nice enough, took our order politely, and was seeing about filling it. She was tall, a little thickly built, and had a cool feminine voice. All that was fine and good, and she looked like a woman. She behaved like a woman, and had a womans' mannerisms. But by the time I had finished my drinks, something struck me as very odd about her. There was something not right. I glanced at her name tag, and about had my daily hurl.
"Arnold" had our food waiting for us. Some stuff is just not right. This ranks up there.
"Arnold" had our food waiting for us. Some stuff is just not right. This ranks up there.