The Redheaded Beast.

It was awful. Mashed potatoes on the ceiling, on the walls. Ketchup in the fan. Gravy filled the light fixtures and dripped onto the tables. The bus boy took a wiener to the side of the head. Now we have to squeeze mustard in his ear to get him to clear the tables. The drunken cook ducked to avoid being beaned by a brussel sprout and he hit his head on the fryer. Two customers were trampled trying to escape the wrath of our new waitress. The boss lost his thumb when he pushed a small child out of the way as she nipped at him. My boss says this is the last time he hires a redhead. I guess he forgot they get periods too.

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  • Dennis on November 30th, 2007

    Hey! I’m a redhead!

  • Manuel on November 30th, 2007

    I have red genes too, but I shave…..I’m no ginge…

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