There's this guy, who goes to the donut shop to buy six spring rolls, "But you do know you can't buy spring rolls at the donut shop?". So he asks the lady, "Can I please have six spring rolls?" and she goes, "Sure!". So she, one by one, starts putting in the spring rolls. As she is, one of them rolls down the counter and into the deep-fryer. "Here you go", says the lady as she hands the man the spring rolls. The man pauses, and says, "there is only five spring rolls in this bag... I think the other one rolled into the deep-fryer." "Oh really? Let me go get it", then the lady walks to the deep-fryer, pulls her hair up with her hands, and dips her face into the oil. After some serious bobbing, she pulled her head out, "and her face is like so messed up, the eyes are missing and she has the spring roll tightly held in her mouth", then she says "Heeare youvu go", and drops the spring roll in the his bag. "Thanks", says the man, and then he walks off.
2 comments:
That story is false. There is no such thing as a donut shop.
He's got talent.
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