It got mugged.
Me: Hey boss how's the morning going?
Boss: Good except I just dropped coffee all over the floor.
Me: You know, that's not why they're called coffee grounds.
Boss: Glaring Intensifies
Visited my dad tonight: he seemed a little under the weather. I asked what was wrong and he said he was having digestive problems because he'd eaten "Black Bean and Andouille Sausage" soup for lunch.
"The beans I can handle, but the sausage was my andouilling."
Let's just say the taste and smell wasn't the best. My daughter (we can call her LD) was refusing to eat any more when my wife reminded her that she wouldn't get any dessert unless she ate a few more bites. I notice that LD was just barely eating two black beans off her spoon. I looked at BDH and LD and said "I don't blame you for only eating the beans. The rest is just fowl." It took a few seconds before hearing the groans we all love so much.
