Friday, April 24, 2015

Shmutz Happens

I tried to shout it out. It didn't hear me.

"You have spots on your shirt."
"I know. This is one of my shlepadick shirts. Once I get shmutz on them, they land in the shlepadick pile."
"They must get there pretty fast."
"Funny!"
"Thank you."

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