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Originally Posted by Bornieo: Fully Loaded
So I went to Walmart to purchase some new socks and "underthings" as they are known to the worldly folks. I'd rather buy tampons and Vagisil then go up to the register with "underthings.
Lucky for me Walmart has a register that is automated and you just do everything yourself. So I ring it up and put in the money and the "underthings" are secured in the bag when the register freeks out and a worker comes over.
So she comes over and starts with the flirting - "Oh you broke it -giggle" - bangs on the register, then from the bag falls the "underthings" with a thud.
I don't think I will go back to that Walmart now...
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Dude, are we talking about underoos or rubbers, because either way, I don't get it? Am I just being thick?
I mean, I love buying condoms. I just slap them down on the counter and give that proud grin which means, "Dude, I'm getting LAID!"
:P