I can't believe this! All I wanted was to run a good business!
I guess Paper Mache and Brains turned out to be a bad idea. I can't afford the rent in the shop, due to lack of business. On top of that, the neighboring shops are complaining about the smell.
I told them, "It's paper mache, it's not supposed to smell good!" Turns out it was the smell of rotting flesh due to poor storage that got their panties in a wad.
I still like the name PAPER MACHE BRAIN. Maybe I should work on something else. Hmmmm....
Monday, December 18, 2006
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Ashton needs more duct tape. He keeps asking me for it, and he thinks I'm you.
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