...But don’t worry! Everything is gonna be A-O-K.
Turns out it was prime ordinal soup!
No, it never made it past the 11th grade.
Since we didn't know how to pronounce his name, we just called him Noel.
Dad joked the deli clerk today. I handed her our punch card, you know the ones where you get your 11th meal free after 10 hole punches.
Clerk: (remarking at the previous poorly punched holes) I hate when they half-punch the holes.
Me: that's pretty hard to do considering it's a whole puncher.
I work at a Starbucks as a barista. I can't tell you which seasonal drinks were about to start on nov 11th or 12th, but I can tell you one of them has a molasses drizzle topping.
Today, a guest comes up and asks if we have any molasses. My manager's response:
"Molasses? How can I have molasses if I never had any lasses to begin with?"
