Friday, April 21, 2006

I need Mr. White at Cage 1.

Recently they took all the guns away from the security guards at most casinos, including mine. Most of the guads are so fat and useless, I don't see what good they'd be in any situation. When I mentioned this to my 60 year old german co-worker, Sonja, she had this to say:

"Ya, I mean vat ze Hell vill one of those fat bastards do vhen someone pulls a gun on zem, stand zhere and cry?"

I laughed.

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