<Clappy sees the beginning of a massive food fight.>
<He quickly sells every stock he owns in afterhours trading. The simpleton then takes half the money and invests it in Sara Lee and the other half he goes to the grocery store and buys 10,000 pies, 1,500 eggs, a small bag of pretzels and a six pack.>
<The quick-thinking-mindless-wonder then sells half of the pies and eggs to BIA and the other half he begins selling to various lurkers, Porchers, and visitors.>
<He then sits back with his bag of pretzels and his six pack and enjoys the view from his ring side seat.>
<Suddenly another idea pops into his head. He walks across the porch dodging the flying debris and picks up Volty's QCOM payphone and orders 50 mops, 5 buckets, and a jumbo sized box of Spic-n-Span. The delivery boy should have it here in afew hours.>
<The twit smiles and pats himself on the back as he strolls back to his front row seat.>
<In his best Yankee-Stadium-beer-vendor voice...>
WE GOT PIES HERE! CREAM FILLED PIES HERE!
GET YOUR EGGS, HERE! WHO WANTS A JUMBO, GRADE A, UNCRACKED EGG, HERE!
I think I may just quadruple my money, tonight!
Wait until they find out the cost of the mops and buckets...
-IamTheEggMan
P.S. Anyone see Rosie's Birthday Cake? I wonder if she wants to sell it to me? I'd make her a partner... |
